AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! Little CATFOOT!!! Elvis does that, too, trying and TRYING to get comfy.
Great news about the claim!
Yes, we'd love to hear the diva singing her aria! (I refer to opera as "screech and bellow" and apart from some of the arias and instrumental parts, regard it as not-so-exquisite torture. But I'd love to hear if Betty is the Renee Fleming of cats!)
As for (NOT!) garbage in, (NOT) garbage out, it works the same way with humans, too, I shudder to say, which is why I could never live with a junk food junkie.