Worst kind of therapy

Deep within the Heart institute there as a room isolated from the world with a rather grumpy looking purple cat sitting in the middle of a couch.

Over the intercom there was the soothing voice of a professional therapist talking to this unruly feline. “How are we doing today Gara?”

After a long pause the cat replies in the pissed off tone of young lady “Oh you know the usual doc, somewhere between annoyed by the sound of your voice and wanting to be let the hell out of here!”

The therapist calmly suggests as she has many times before “Well that can be arranged if you just start behaving yourself and help the scientists do their job but you know this already at this point so how about we start talking about why you refuse to be reasonable.”