'She' would like to say that the cats, far from being cruelly deprived, as they tried to insinuate, had very posh cat food yesterday (we always spend Boxing Day with a friend, so no special dinners cooked here on that day). Tonight it's chicken in tarragon cream sauce; tomorrow is roast lamb with their Auntie Anne, and the next day will be something leftover-ish but nice too. And there's a bathtub-sized dish of home made smoked salmon pate going the rounds as well, so it would be wise not to believe a word those sly sympathy-grabbing creatures say. And don't offer them anything either; you'll only encourage them in further martyrdom.
We humans are much maligned!