Ginger is the weird one. She plays with peas, purrs at artichokes, and has a strange fondness for chicken (but only the neighbor's chicken). Then there's Fred. His greatest talent? Sleeping. Oh, and hiding. And when he's not hiding, he's conspiring with Ginger to destroy the house Such is life with cats. . . can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em--if you love them, that is. And yet the question remains: Why are these captivating creatures so...