My desk is a little cluttered. Nail clippers? Check. Ye Holy Packers mug? Check. Advil? Check. USB-to-whatever adapters? Check. TARDIS console and knocked over Cyberman? Check. Cat with a buzz cut?
Check. Good night, little fat feral cat. Don’t drink my mug full of watered-down pomegranate lemonade, please. It won’t help with the fat part. Trust me, I know of what I speak.