The cat spits out the foul-smelling liquid, and gives her a look which can only mean one thing. CHOMP goes the cat, biting into Mary's leg and going under the bed to get away from this crazy woman.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TRYING TO DO, POISON ME?" says the cat from under the bed. "This tears it! You feed me sub-standard food, you spend more time with your lady-friends than me, and you would rather look on the web for pornographic images of people with animal heads than pat me! Not only that, but you try to turn me into one of your disgusting fantasies? You are SICK, lady! SICK, SICK, SICK, y'hear?"