Cats are a source of comfort.
I love the way they wash their faces, then curl up and go to sleep.
They just want to be warm and have enough to eat. They are like hobbits.
I like the joke which goes:
Dogs are stupid. Eight cats would never pull a sleigh in the snow.
Cats would get on the sleigh, snuggle under the fur wraps, and stare at us until we pulled the sleigh to a warm place where the cats could get something nice to eat.
Then they would wash their faces, and go to sleep.