Why are cats the go-to animal for writers? Hemingway had his mitten kittens, Lackey turned hers into psychic companions blessed by a god, Collette said that time spent with a cat is never wasted. Why cats? Why not dogs, or gerbils, or boa constrictors?
Is it because cats are quiet? Mine aren’t. This one, in particular, likes to sing the Song of His People to us at three in the morning. In the hallway. Where the echoes are best. I think he’s channeling Pavarotti. Is that they’re affectionate? He likes to come into the bathroom after we shower and rub his fur all over our wet calves, where it sticks like Velcro.
It’s because they have infested the internet, isn’t it? In Ancient Egypt, they were worshipped as gods, and they haven’t forgotten. You wait. We’ll find out the cartels behind all the global hacking scares are really cats.