An enterprising Internetter (Unrelated: How is that not a phrase to describe someone, yet?) took the kitchen scene in Jurassic Park—you know, the one where you could barely breath while watching—and replaced the vicious Velociraptors with cats.
Somehow, this didn’t make things cute or cuddly. No, it just frightened the shit out of me. Raptor-sized cats. That’s how we’ll know the apocalypse has arrived. When raptor-sized cats roam the Earth.