The harsh November snows swept in from barren Arctic lands, bringing terrible suffering and great hardship to the inhabitants of our little town. Quality cat food was in short supply, and the cruel, hard, icy tarmac showed no mercy to our soft little paws. But then the watery December sun appeared, and its weak rays slowly warmed the frozen land; the ice became fluid once more, the snow receded, and in its place was found a miracle – the miracle of plastic. On the plastic was a flap, and on the flap a message. The message was this: 4 CANS FOR £4.50.