I don't know about you, but I've been kind of stressed lately. Research papers on top of research papers on top of a big pile of readings I haven't read have not exactly been keeping my morale high.
And I can't stop thinking about how much nicer my life would be right now if I were a cat.
My roommate has two cats. Cleo is brown, orange and fat; she struts around like a princess and is really moody. Ty is gray, white and cute; he's way more fun 'cause he provokes catfights.
Since my parents never gave into their children's pet-wanting pleas, having cats in my apartment with no responsibility has become a fascinating and jealousy-inducing enterprise.
One reason I really want to be a cat right now is the extreme laziness. Most days I leave for class and come home six hours later, only to find the cats in the exact same spot they were in when I left. I give them the benefit of the doubt that they probably moved around in between, but I'm certain they didn't do much. I'm even more certain that a great lot of this time was spent sleeping'man, I wish I could sleep all day.
Maybe they got up sometime to eat some food'food that was set out for them! The only work involved in getting to eat is walking to their food, and then they sleep all day. It's sort of like Thanksgiving all year long. And while I realize it could royally suck to eat round brown pellets every day, it would be nice to never have to work for it.
On top of all this, cats are granted affection and love at all times just for being themselves. With the exception of evil cat-hating sadists, everyone likes cats. How fun would it be to know that nearly everyone thinks you're cute, and it's not just because you're really stuck up?
Of course, cats may not appreciate all the attention they receive, or the person they're receiving attention. But cats have the advantage here too. If an unfavorable person annoys the cat, they can simply respond by growling, running away or biting. And it's perfectly excusable. We can't bite someone just because we don't like them, because then lawsuits and the like come up.
Not to mention the purr factor. I don't know how it works, but man is it cool. Of course, if humans had ability to purr it would likely cause all sorts of misunderstandings, such as making people think anyone purring in their proximity wanted them, when really that person is really thinking about their friend next to them.
Even with all the perks, I don't think I'd actually want to be a cat for very long. I've done the \sit around and do nothing"" bit before, and it gets old pretty quickly. But right about now, having no obligations and sleeping all day sounds like the life.
