I keep seeing stray half-grown cats, and it keeps making me really want a cat. I'd already have one (a little feral kitten a few years ago decided it wanted to make me its human, and it was cute how it would come to meet me...until it tried to meet me when I was on my bike coming downhill--its feelings got hurt because I swerved away in a panic) if it weren't for how hard it is to find an apartment that allows pets. I'm planning on moving when my lease is up in March, to a smaller place that will let me have a cat. And then, it is cat time. :D
And my friend's cats learned that "wake the human up to feed us" doesn't work on me, and will have the opposite effect of Angry Human glaring and burying herself under the covers more. XD