Sometimes I imagine what a perfect world would be like. It’s hard to say everything that would be in it but I know there would be human-sized house cats that can walk around on their hind legs. They could talk and hold things and do jobs but they would still think like cats. They would only do work they enjoyed and they would only work when they felt like it. Cats have different personalities just like people so some would be packed full of energy and whiz around delivering packages or building things and others would be lazy and do office jobs. They would all take cat naps whenever they wanted. The white collar cats would sit around and do nothing most of the time and let stressed out co-workers pet them and bring them snacks. Every business would want at least one cat worker unless the owner was a Scrooge. If I had a business I would want all the cat workers I could get because I would feel relaxed and refreshed every day even if work was crazy and my customers were insane. I would own a local book store where cat workers run the register and help customers find good books and sell hot coffee and delicious snacks. I’d make enough money to get by but mainly I’d enjoy hanging out with my cat workers and drinking wine and eating chips and catnip snacks. We would get together at the local pub some nights and play pool and drink cold beer and tell crazy stories and if anybody gave us a hard time me and my cat pals would give them the business. A world of cats might be for everyone but it would be the perfect world for me. If I can ever find the door to it I’ll pack my suitcase in a hurry and leave right away so I can go get the party started.