Being a cat would be nice, but I’d be happy just to have half their self-advocacy skills.

Me: “Um, hey, I am sorry to bother you, but could you scootch your chair a teeny bit? I need to get to the table behind you. Okay, a bit more. Just a smiiiidge more.” Holds breath and squeezes by. “Okay, thank you! Sorry again for bothering you.”

Meanwhile,

Cat: Pounces onto pillow at 5am “Wake up, bitch. It’s time for my breakfast. Now I’m going to meow repeatedly into your face until you comply with my demands.”