I come into my kitchen, and there is a cat on the floor. I think somebody brought it to me, and it is very sick, squirting out clear liquids from two holes at its hind end. I don't think I can take care of it. I must object.

But that's not all, whoever it was brought me many more cats, like 20 of them, and enclosed them in my dining room. Oh no, what am I going to do with all of them?