"Please. Might you spare a square Cheez-It? I haven't eaten for days, and the little ones lost their mother to the influenza. Now it's up to me to raise them when I'm hardly qualified. My ankle makes this weird ticking sound and sometimes I can taste purple. Please. Just one. Before we all get claimed by the sharp and prejudiced claws of starvation."
"Benji you're a well-fed puppy and you don't have any babies."