Cans being opened and my .............DNA!

There is a very weird phenomenon that happens every day of my life.
Whenever my humans are in the food preparation area-kitchen- and I hear a can opened, I am compelled to run to the area, because I know that it must be for me.

But,....... often it isn't and it is a great disappointment to me. My humans always kid me and pat me on the head while they say "No little guy, this isn't for you. Not this time" And they look at each other and giggle. Now I don't mind entertaining my humans, but I've often wondered about this drive that compels me to the kitchen whenever a can is opened. Is it my curiosity? Is it the sound that the can makes? Or, is it that I'm hungry?

In the last few weeks, I've conducted some research on why this happens to me. I've spoken to a few other cats in the neighbourhood and it turns out it isn't just me. What a relief. It apparently happens to all modern cats. While basking in the sun, and after thinking long and hard, I've figured it out! It is in my DNA!