I mean, duh. To be a furry, adorable, agile creature who can lounge around all day doing nothing, and sneaking around at night being all mysterious?
Who doesn't want to be a cat??
"...because a cat's the only cat who knows where it's at."
Toulouse: "Why should you go first?"
Marie: "Because I'm a lady, that's why!"
"Every truly cultured music student knows you must learn your scales and your arpeggios!"
O'Malley: "Why, your eyes are like sapphires sparkling so bright. They make the morning radiant and light."
Marie: "How romantic!"
Berlioz: "Sissy stuff."
Toulouse: "Meeeow tffft tfft tfft"
O'Malley: "You know something, I like Uncle Waldo."
Duchess: "Especially when he's marinated."
O'Malley: "First to make the magic begin, you wiggle your nose, and you tickle your chin."
Duchess: "Why monsieur, your name seems to cover all of Europe."
Marie: "Mama, do I have eyes like sparkling sapphires too?"
Duchess: "Oh, darling, that's only a little frog, my love."
Berlioz: "But he had a mouth like a 'hippolotamus."
Duchess: "Monsieur O'Malley, you could have lost your life."
O'Malley: "So I have a few to spare. Nothing."
Berlioz: "You're nothing but a sister."
Duchess: "Aristocats do not practice biting and clawing, and things like that. It's just horrible!"
Duchess: "What's a schwinger?"
Toulouse: "I told ya it was Edgar."
Meow meow mmmrrr meow.
(That's "ta ta for now" in cat language)