I reckon that if I were put in a position where I had to be an animal, I would want to be a (well cared-for) domestic cat. Think about it. Think about every cat you have ever known. Sure, you have to clean yourself with your tongue, and you have to bury your own crap in a litter box, but so what? You get fed without having to work for it. You can sleep most of the day and play all night. You have a house full of servants (er…people) to clean up after you, cuddle you when you want it and put up with being ignored when you don’t. You pretty much have the run of the house. You are worshiped at home and abroad – practically the entire internet is devoted to you and your brethren. What other animal has it so good?