Then realization hit me. The cats are plotting! They are manipulating their genetics to develop a thumb! Who knows where this revolution can take them? When they have completed the transformation to opposable thumbs, they can take over the home. They will be able to open doors, get into cupboards and most of all, operate a can-opener.
Good Heavens! They won't need us anymore. Maybe this accounts for that smug, superior attitude cats always show to their human companions. It's a "just wait till we've finished our experiments. You're toast" look.
But then I thought it through and relaxed. No matter how well their new opposable thumbs can manipulate a can-opener, they still haven't developed a pocket to hold the debit card on the way to the pet store. I think we're safe for a few more generations.They still need us.
But I felt a little niggle of apprehension the other night as I was watching a travel documentary on Australia. At the sight of a kangaroo with a baby in pouch, Zoey sat right up and stared, a thoughtful expression on her face. I think the cat communication network is at full throttle tonight.