Omaha, NE and Council Bluffs, IA – Today, June 24, is Cat World Domination Day. Let’s let that sink in for a minute… Cat Word Domination Day. It sounds ominous. What would that look like exactly? Would there be catnip plants in every window box, tuna vendors on every corner, string toys readily available…? Surely there would be cat servants waiting to clean up hairballs and master chefs to prepare a gourmet meal on command and then prepare another gourmet meal when the first one is rejected and another and another. And of course, designated royal scratchers to scratch their royal highnesses head and then stop and then start and then stop and then start. And finally, the royal letter outer whose only duty is to let the cat out and then back in two minutes later and then back out and then back in.

And why is it CAT World Domination Day? No other animals…just cats. You can’t even really imagine a bunny world domination day or a ferret world domination day. And it’s a completely ridiculous thought to imagine a DOG world domination day. Can you even imagine your faithful Fido looking you directly in the eye and saying go fetch me my dinner or I will turn my tail, completely ignore you and wait for you to realize I’m in charge.

Let’s also for a minute note that it’s not city or state or country domination day, it’s WORLD domination day. We wouldn’t expect anything less from our feline friends. The cat’s natural view that they rule the world comes across in how they act every day. Their “I don’t care what anyone thinks of me” attitude is a lesson to all of us. They go about their business largely respecting other cat’s territories and when the occasional conflict breaks out there’s a lot of posturing but not much actual fighting. Both sides make their point and then two minutes later, everyone goes home.

Let’s be realistic here. Do they really need a day to dominate the world? I’ve always been at the beck and call of my furry feline family members. I marvel that they allow me to be in their lives, clean up their hair balls, scoop their poop, feed them 12 times a day, brush them and all the other unpleasant tasks that I willingly take on because, let’s face it, one minute of a warm kitty, curling up in your lap and purring in your ear can melt away the world and all it’s troubles. If they don’t already dominate the world (and arguably, they do) I say BRING IT! Hail Fluffy!