Or would that be Cats in the Feetal Position?
Whereupon, said parasites look at the offered provender...and yawn. The look they give says, "Catfood? Again? Pheh!", as clearly as if they could articulate the thought. After a brief moment spent listlessly spurning their daily bounty, they return to the bed to cuddle with the human female -- the one who is still radiating comfort and warmth.
Why did we get these things?