The people I envy are always those sorts of people who want a cat and, even though they live in a shitty student flat and only have a six month lease, they get a cat. And they love the cat, and it lives with them always and all their friends love it too, because well, how extremely unusual to have a pet in their milieu. And the cat gets to go on all sorts of adventures, and there is never any money to pay the vets bills.

But I do not envy the cat.