They are affronted that I have made the bed. They are further offended that I am pointing that thing at them.
It is Sunday morning and getting up early to make breakfast for the kitties is totally acceptable; but my current actions are NOT.
The very least I could do is play with them, which should be followed by a return to bed for second slumber.
In fact I’m quite sure that Princess is hurt that I am not playing and Rusty is pretending it doesn’t mater. (Don’t worry I am not completely heartless – we played and romped and the mood lightened.)