I hate cats, well I don’t hate them exactly, it is just that my body rejects them. Very occasionally I push aside my common sense and I am lured in by their cute lazy charm, moments later my eyes and nose reward my affection with furious mucus. I wish that there were more ways to interact with cats other than just holding them. Imagine coming home to a cup of tea with your debonair feline friend sat in an arm chair ready to offer his whimsical opinion about the current state of the UFC’s Light Heavyweight division. That would be a cool pet.