Fluffy piles of puppies sound like absolute heaven to me. Cute little cat toes make me squeal. Corgi butts are my weakness. Witnessing any of that in person and not having a physical reaction to such cuteness sounds crazy to me. How are people able to stroll right past a puppy without wanting to say hi? What steps did they take in life to make them immune to the glory of a cat yawn? It's an absolute mystery to me.