It was sunny, unusually warm for February in California, and that stray cat I've been raving about was waiting for me, as usual. So I fed it it's usual milk and cream, it meowed a bit, climbed into my lap, and fell asleep.
Naturally, being a Newgrounds regular, the first thought that jumped into my mind was "rape it, kill it, steal it, and run away". Which I had to dismiss because I am a cat lover.
But the next was..
"OH MY GOD IT'S SO CUUUUUUUUUUTE!!!!!!!"
I eventually had to get up, I was sitting on the floor, and it bit my hand and ran away when I did kickup (that thing when you throw your legs backward, and throw yourself foward onto your feet, thus getting up without using your hands).
So, any of you ever feel that your random emotional connection to an adorable stray animal wasn't only one way?