On Tuesday, the panda was angry. Everything was different, and nothing was where it used to be. The button that made his food appear was gone, and his bed had been moved. It did not matter to him that his bed was now larger, and easier to climb into. It did not matter that a different button still brought his food, nor that the button now gave the panda a choice of foods. These changes were simply intolerable, and if things did not return to the way they were, the panda would have no choice but to leave.
On Wednesday the panda, his belly full, slept contentedly in his bed.