like bedbugs and poverty, smoking and cancer, cats are always tightly correlated with the crushing loneliness of urban life and the substitution of a career for happiness. They may be morons, but they should be pitied not mocked. Hmm and you must be...let's guess...Einstein? but then Einstein could spell (if you are going to call anyone an imbecile then at least spell the damn word right lol) and understood that any scientific process requires a 'control' and diligent, if not extensive statistical analysis to prove suggested theory. But let's give you the benefit of the doubt and give your theory a whirl... Am I a cat owner? Yes (so far so good) Am I crushingly left lonely by urban life? Ask my ladies footy group? Do I stay home all day and reflect on how miserable living in an urban dwelling is? Do I heck!!!!! (theory starting to look a bit shaky now) Have I substituted a career for happiness? I love the job I do....surely that's better than not loving the job you do? (definitely on the ropes) Am I a moron? Is there even any point in answering that one? Hmmm see what I mean?