I bet getting brushed as a cat feels so fucking good. I think that the upkeep of the hair on my own head is a bit much, I cannot imagine having hair EVERYWHERE. Imagining that my biggest problem is a hairdryer or bathtub is also a guilty pleasure. Not even in a cynical way, either. I would love to be a cat who experiences deep sorrow (by cat standards) due to such experiences. And to be expected to yowl and scratch at people about such things. And to have a stupid hat put on me to stop me from freaking all the way out, and for this hat to actually be effective. In that I only freak 2/3 of the way out. I bet getting the claws clipped is also relieving. I know I can't stand having my nails be long.
I am not picky about the type of cat I project myself into. Of course I will dabble in "best cat I have ever groomed." Naturally. But the meanest cat is not off of the table, either. I, too, would wish to scratch the hell out of whoever's fault it is that I'm soggy and looking pathetic. Without getting slapped back.
I want to know what having your ears scratched is like as a cat. I wonder if their feet are ticklish, which is why they don't let you touch them. I would also like to know what it is like to have a tail.
I'm also curious about the experiences of bald cats. I can't help but feel that it would feel very distinct from our (mostly) hairless human skin-having experience.