Some years back, with a group of friends on a rainy day, we visited Ernest Hemingway's house on Key West.
There were cats, cats galore, cats with extra toes. Of course, we petted them.
Now the federal government wants to help the cats. By forbidding people to pet them. And by locking them up at night.
The manager of the Hemingway Museum responded with a typical cat-lover sentiment: "They own us. We don't own them."
The government's theory, apparently, is that the cats are "performers," and need to be regulated like zoo animals.
Thus does over-reaching insanity
Descend, at last, to inanity.
Legal action has begun.
Run, little kitties, run!