The Egyptians knew it, and too the ancient Persians. There’s something about a cat. There’s something about the way the heart of the lion beats unaltered within the most modest tabby or ginger tom. The coolness – the detachment….then, on the instant, the ferocity and lightning movement. And yet too the warmth and gentleness when so deemed. How curious. The great roar or the soothing purr. Where else such a package of comedy and supple grace. Ah, the cat.