Yeah, sorry Fritz and Harvey, I realize that I adopted you and you've come to depend on me. If I had not adopted you, someone else probably would have, and you'd have a nice warm home today.
But didn't anyone tell you, "love is a gift." And I just don't feel like feeding you today. You knew it might not work out. Stop being so needy. Stop being so dramatic. You were never promised anything. Best of luck.
Seriously, Entropy, who wants to live in that kind of a world?