Heathcliff, an extremely hungry cat who prefers live things to lasagna, strolls to Exotic Birds, where he presumably eats a whole lot of exotic birds and a P Balloon, the only possible explanation for his interaction with the sidewalk. His bounce out the door seems to be from an advanced height, resulting in the fork and knife he's holding in his paws by some gypsy black magic to pop right out. Heathcliff, if you'll notice, hasn't been drawn any fatter than usual. Still looks like a troll who ate a baby. Perhaps an exotic baby.

In other news, Iggy Nutmeg Captain Obvious strikes again.