"Wowzers do you look horrible; what's wrong?" Inspector Gadget asked for he was trying to build brown bricks with Minecrap within the household.
The fat orange cat known as Garfield simply sighed loudly while sadly eating the last remaining piece of his lasagna. "The mail isn't coming."
Inspector Gadget pulled out his various go-go gadgets and accidentally injured himself in the process. "That's a shame but with physical media dying off and digital coming up on the rise-"
"It's not the same." Garfield grumbled with his arms folded together. "There's no mailman with email."
