Cats are weird. When i was very young I had a speech pediment and would cal them bats. kids would then ask what i called bats and I'd say "bats" and theyd laugh at me. I grew out of it 'ventually. but my mom was very confused when i ran inside screaming that a bat had attacked todd and it was broad daylight and went she went out into the yard and th local stray calico was tearing his nightrider t-shirt to shreds while he screamed "take me, take me instead of Kitt! not like this, not like this" .
it's important to get the verbiage in life correct. Later on I had a friend, Terry, whose family moved from Australia. In the summer he told me he got a new pair of thongs, which is apparently what they call flip flops. so the next day I was at Sears with my dad and i asked a lady where the thongs were, she went to another, older employee and said "this young man wants to know where he can get some black rubber thongs." "probably at the Boudoir Noire across town, but I don't think they'll let him in". My dad smacked me in the back of the head thinkin i was being a smart@$$ but I had never owned flip-flops or thongs.
But anyway, cats like being perched up high and things that are warm so amps make perfect sense in a way, just don't let the hair build up inside em