Every so often, something comes along that stirs a unique blend of amusement and unease, a feeling no single word is really capable of describing. This is one of those things:

In an instant, with the addition of some elastic leggings and maybe some shoes, once familiar-looking felines are transformed into something else entirely. Like something out of a cartoon wonderland. Or a nightmare.

Interestingly, the longer one gazes upon cats wearing tights, the less it makes sense. Any attempt to break it down to its most basic elements (cats, tights) somehow only adds to the confusion.

It's like a riddle wrapped up in an enigma, which has then been stuffed into a pair of tights.

Cats wearing tights are a conflict of movement. They are on the one hand perfectly at rest, yet at the same time wild and frenetic - a Van Gogh painting of sorts, if he painted cats wearing tights.