The Husband I have taken to conversing with Molly the Cat, responding as her in what we each imagine is her sweet, cute high-pitched voice.
"You don't like your food," one of us humans says.
"No," says Molly the Cat.
"We try to find something you would like to eat."
"You used to eat it."
"Then you haven't found what I like to eat."
I'm sure that if she wasn't so polite, Molly would've added "have you?"