LOL! They have brainwashed those whom they have conquered to believe it's the other way around - something satanic about them cuddly fur balls.
Oh, I know what a slave I’ve been! My most endearing Savannah crossbreed cat was a master with the patience of a saint. Could sit and meow for an hour straight until his trusted servant got up to open the door or feed him. The one still alive, a blue, is far more civilized than the Savannah—less demanding, easier to live with, less interesting (which means us slaves get some rest).