Well, considering the cat does all the legwork, other than spending some fun time getting the rig working right it beats hours of either pounding the pavement in areas where you might not be welcome to trod or painstakingly swiveling a high-gain directional antenna about to find some interesting sites.
Not a bad trade-off, I believe. :)
Plus, I’ve always wondered where the Feline Elders were hiding, just waiting for us can-opening slaves to fall asleep at the switch so they can rule the planet again. *grin*
What, no comment from the Viking Kitties, even? *grin*