Yesterday, October 29th, was National Cat Day. But why do us felines only have one day a year that we are honored? In the words of Michelle Tanner, “how rude!” I furr one bust my tail to be the king of my castle. Not a day goes by that I don’t show my love furr my humans. I always keep a spot on the couch warm for someone to then steal, happily eat the chicken my sister drops on the floor, consistently greet the humans at the door without fail, and perhaps most importantly, tolerate my mother’s constant kiss attacks. All I ask in return is to be nationally, no globally, recognized on a daily basis…not so hard is it?