In ancient times cats were worshipped as gods, they have never forgotten this.

No heaven will not ever Heaven be Unless my cats are there to welcome me.

When witches go riding, and black cats are seen, the moon laughs and whispers, ‘tis near Halloween.

It's for her own good that the cat purrs

I said, 'You like these cats? You want to feed them all? Then you pay for it,'

Looks like the dead cats aren't getting as much of a kick as we were looking for. We're seeing a month of consolidation in a historically challenged month of September.