Living With Dictators.
Most people would live in fear of the rise of a global hegemon, if they could eliminate the future dictator in his/her youth, they would. Me, I'm kissing up to the first (future) world leader, like Lex Luthor, but instead of Australia, I'm angling for the post of “Minister of Cool things.” The future dictator in question is a cat named Miu-Miu.
Saved from a box with her litter-mates, she's proven to be the most intelligent and positively evil creature to walk the earth. Really, Adolph has nothing on this little ghost-grey cat.
Ok, you want evidence.
You need convincing.
And you are seeking tales not of the “my cat's cuter than yours” variety. You want to know the utter ruthless cunning that this creature will employ to get her goals met. You quite rightfully need to know what singular aspect about a particular CAT could make it possible for such an animal (described as the only mammal without a long term memory) to rise in dominion over all of the might of humanity. Well, forget it, I want my eventual posting. If I cough up details now, what are my chances under her regime? See my dilemma? We have some good ancillary evidence that she's working on opposable thumbs. I'm sure she was dismayed to hear the anthropologists on “Scientific American Frontiers” describing that the REAL reason humans are the best tool-makers is our opposable PINKIES: a chimp or ape cannot touch pinky to thumb the way we can to hold tools. Still, the machine she's building under the bed will probably only require a slight mod to install the pinkies, after all the thumb's got the strength. No, there's more. I know, the stories of wreaking havoc then blaming it on the other 2 cats, that's old Disney material. The innocent act when discovered in the kitchen in the middle of the night because tipping the trash-can produced a tad more noise than she expected, that's the stuff of cartoons. Oh, the cute-and-cuddly lap-thing until one of the other cats comes within range; then out comes the really utterly evil slaughterer-of-innocents, well, if she had the launch-codes, that is. Oh no, you mark these words: no matter how much you anthropomorphize your animals, MINE is gonna rule the world FIRST. If you get on the bandwagon now—she seems to be distracted by kibble—you too can have a place in the new world order when it inevitably comes along.