The dark and cold time reveals just how weird humans are. Here we’re, casually enjoying a family evening together. We’re carefully watching Mom playing a strange human game: to reassemble 1000 pieces to a picture which was already broken when she bought it.
We don’t understand why she’s so suspicious about our presence – turned out that she doesn’t trust us. What?? This is so unfair, just look at us, all innocent and cozy. Besides, even IF our innocent paws were involved in this game, why does she get upset when we destroy it again? After all, didn’t she buy the picture because she wants to spend time repairing it? We only wanted to make sure that she can keep repairing?