It's Monday?

Dear Gawd, it is. It's Monday again and Oaty is already harrassing me to post her Meow Monday guest commentary. Let me just preface her remarks with a couple definitions from the Devil's Dictionary.
CAT, n.
A soft, indestructible automaton provided by nature to be kicked when things go wrong in the domestic circle.
DOG, n.
A kind of additional or subsidiary Deity designed to catch the overflow and surplus of the world's worship. (...)The Dog is a survivor -- an anachronism. He toils not, neither does he spin, yet Solomon in all his glory never lay upon a door-mat all day ...while his master worked for the means wherewith to purchase the idle wag of the Solomonic tail, seasoned with a look of tolerant recognition.
Enough said.
And without further ado... here's Oaty to discuss cats in conversation.

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Ariella, I will get to you later, but I have something else to say right now.
Ya know, I saw some east coast bloggers talking about it "raining cats and dogs" and that got me thinking. I'm not too happy about all these cat reference in humanoid conversations.
Take that example, "raining cats and dogs" it does NOT ever rain cats...we are not dumb enough to fall out of the sky (dogs maybe but never cats).
And how about the cat's pajama's? Sheesh, I wouldn't be caught dead in pajamas. so what's that all about?
What about "cat got your tongue?" I would never stoop so low as to touch a human tongue, those things are filthy! Blech!!!!
Now we come to, "who let the cat out of the bag?" No way no how im going to get in any bag in the first place! Thats just plain ridiculous.
And being catty? hmpfhfhfhfffh I guess if you tell the unvarnished truth you are being cat-like. Why isn't that a complement?
There are other examples, and I don't appreciate any of them. So knock it off.