Consider the definition of a psychopathic personality: it will typically display persistent disregard for the rights of others and the rules of society; an absence of empathy or remorse; and a limited emotional range. Psychopaths are generally callous, selfish, dishonest, arrogant, aggressive, impulsive, irresponsible and hedonistic - but they can also be superficially charming and can be highly adept at manipulation.
It's hard to think of a more accurate description of the individual currently sleeping in the warmest spot in the house while waiting for the next saucer of milk. That's not a pussy cat; it's a psychopathic killer.
The archaeological consensus is that humans didn't domesticate cats; cats domesticated themselves. They found in human settlements a reliable food source, including the rats and mice in grain stores. These days most homes don't have grain stores or even vermin. But the cats are still here.
We are enthusiastic cat-owners. Our domestic cat population varies between 1 million and 1.5 million - the upper range is the one put about by pet food manufacturers whose count may not be reliably dispassionate - and many cat-owning households have two or more moggies.
And the reality is that they are the animal world's equivalent of Jekyll and Hyde. Cute and fluffy at home, they revert outdoors to their primitive instincts, hunting and - if they have not been deprived of the necessary equipment - philandering indiscriminately and voraciously.