The law is that the probability of the toast landing butter side down is directly proportional to the cost of the carpet. So to achieve perpetual motion one would need a carpet of infinite value and a perfect cat. As a corollary, the probability of the cat becoming motion sick and vomiting as a result is also directly proportional the cost of the carpet -- the carpet would not maintain infinite value if it were stained by cat vomit, and the motion would cease. Thus the need for the perfect cat.
Unfortunately, the only perfect cat is a dead cat, and dead cats do not exhibit the landing always on the feet phenomenon, so the antigravity cat/toast machine cannot be built.
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Sooner or later I hope it disappears n falls off the shelf into oblivion!^>^
I know! Let's get NASA involved. They're like Life Cereal Mikey. They'll try anything. I figure we could get four or five years of very high salaries just for the cat quest alone, another six or eight out of toast research, and as many as ten years doing butter science. Then the ice cream on the pie: We could spend decades lobbying Congress for rug funding, and maybe even dodge taxes by founding The Holy Church Of The Sacred Spinning Cat.