You decide that halting a zombie apocalypse can take a backseat for now, since that stupid cat of yours is just asking to have more stuff thrown at it.
"Hey, what'd you throw that phone at me for?" he mewls pathetically.
"Oh, no reason. Say, do you think you could catch a bowling ball with your teeth?"
"No, why would you ask that?"
Before you can reply, Luna walks in. "Dominic, are you trying to abuse the cat again?"
"Why no, dear, whatever gave you that idea?"
"Oh, don't play dumb with me. Look, I need you to pick up some eggs. Could you do that for me, honey?"
What do you do?
Do what Luna says and GET THOSE EGGS
TELL Luna that you don't take any orders from a woman in this household
THROW that bowling ball at the cat anyway.