Rigatoni is a pasta cat. He loves pasta, any kind of pasta: spaghetti, penne, fusilli, with pesto, in soup, in lasagne, any whichever way his owners, Ruth and Tina, will serve it. Then one day Ruth and Tina go away and leave George in charge.
And the pasta is replaced with yucky cat food.
Can Rigatoni find someone who understands what he really wants to eat?
