The museum's new exhibit featured paintings of flying cats soaring over ancient ruins.

Late at night, the troll cats crept along the garden wall, knocking over pots and stealing socks.

The children giggled as the cats' asses slipped through the cat flap one after another.

Every evening, the tabby cats chased sunbeams across the living room rug.

The wildlife reserve reported that wild-cats had been sighted near the river at dawn.

Welsh cats often gather near the harbor to bask in the afternoon sun.

Bengal cats often climb to the top of bookcases to survey the room.

Volunteers organized a respectful burial for the dead cats found near the abandoned warehouse.

Burmese cats curled up on the windowsill, soaking in the afternoon sun.

At dusk, scimitar cats crept through the tall grass, their curved canines a silent warning to nearby prey.