TIFU by forgetting to buy cat food (more of a YIFU actually)

Today (actually yesterday) I fucked up by forgetting to buy cans of wet cat food.

I have two cats. One is clever, active, food motivated, and very vocal. The other is more relaxed, calm, and prone to cuddling later in the morning. Both are very routine oriented, as cats are wont to be. For them, in my small apartment, I maintain two dishes of dry food, two water sources (a fountain and a bowl), two litter boxes, and a dish of wet food that I set out around 7am every morning.

The food motivated one will attempt to wake me at increasingly early hours of the morning for breakfast if not given some kind of prompt that she feels is reliable. In the last couple years this became my morning alarm. I'd refuse to feed her before it went off. Otherwise she would (and has) attempted to wake me as early as 4am for food. She still harasses me, but within 30-15 minutes of when my alarm should go off, which is significantly more tolerable because she can be extremely persistent in her attempts to wake me. I've even attempted to train her with certain words about her being early, about me needing to use the bathroom first, and when she can stop yowling because I've finally finished mashing up her food because if I don't do that she won't eat it, but she'll howl away until I say so anyway because between the time I've opened the can and that exact moment I've forgotten she's hungry and I will allow her to starve to death if she doesn't immediately and forcefully remind me this second.

Yesterday I made the error of not buying wet food. I thought I had bought enough cans to take me through Wednesday, but it appears I'm remembering wrong, and now it is morning, and I have no food to feed her. She is currently making her displeasure known by harassing the other cat, by ripping bags out of my bag ‘o bags and shredding them, and complaining very vocally.

Since my work hours are reduced at the moment I had planned to take an early morning nap and then help my mother watch the gas molecule of a toddler known as my niece while my mother takes an early afternoon nap, but this plan is now in jeopardy.

I would march right out and get more food, but there's currently a freezing rain storm outside, and I don't feel it's safe to venture out until I hear at least one plow truck go by throwing anti-icing solution onto my side street, otherwise I think I'd be risking a game of automotive pinball.

TL;DR I forgot when I was going to run out of cat food, and right now one of my cats is being a major impatient asshole about it until I brave an ice storm to rectify the situation.