Jon Arbuckle deliberately gives his pets the wrong food. When they spray their liquefied dog and cat shit everywhere he wallows in it like a madman. He no longer has to work because he traded out about fifty bitcoins at peak, so he only showers before going to the grocery store. When there, he farts loudly as often as he can, smirking like a retard- nobody can tell, because he wears a surgical mask.
When he gets home he chases his pets for a while, then drinks himself to sleep and has terrifying dreams where he is being raped over and over. Well not terrifying since he enjoys that sick shit.