"No, I'm actually very interested," you explain to the slightly confused cats. You are allowed to sit in a little box near the front of the proceedings concerning the dispute, a rarity in their mostly harmonious coexistence. The process ends up being a mostly screaming affair, as caterwauls of all volumes and pitches surround you, going on for hours, before a peaceful and mutually satisfactory agreement of some sort is reached. You are struck by the incredible beauty and simplicity of the system.