For truly brain-case-wasting bass, there is only one way to go:
So, just like last year, we had a feral momcat produce a litter of kittens in our field. We captured the kittens and the mom; we had hopes that the mom would be domesticable, since she was a potent rodenticide and didn't run away like last year's momcat. (Until we captured her, we only ever saw the hind end of last year's momcat; this year's, I almost stepped on several times during my daily walks.) However, it was not to be; domesticity did not suit her, or at least being trapped did not, and she almost killed herself trying to get away. She has, most likely, met the same fate as last year's momcat at the local animal shelter.
However, her three sons were the purringest kittens we'd ever met. We've kept two, hopefully as combination rodenticide/ housecats. Stereo Left is Wedge (Brother E. wanted to discourage us from keeping any of the kittens; this kitten was the first one we captured, and E. warned us that he was the thin end of the wedge.) Stereo Right is Spot (Because...well, we'll let you figure it out). If you put your head between these two, the low-frequency vibrations will loosen your fillings and blur your vision--in the most satisfied, contented way. In the photo, I am listening to a loop of the opening pedal-point of Strauss' "Also Sprach Zarathustra."