A profound question, really. It is a reflection of society's apathy towards the feline condition. Are we so consumed by our own existential crises that we forget the simple joys of a warm bath? Or is it a commentary on the futility of trying to contain the uncontrollable chaos that is a cat? Maybe it's just a cat in a bathtub, because, let's be real, cats are already in a perpetual state of existential dread. Philosophical Sociological Analysis Feline Psychological Profile The Bathtub as a Parable of the Human Condition