There's another death I'm starting to think about - my own.
I'll be 60 this year. I'm an old fat guy with a lot of the standard old fat guy health issues. My dad, who was also an old fat guy, died at the age of 67. I kind of use that age as a baseline for my own life expectancy, and 2032 really isn't all that far off at this point. I'm fine now, but all life ends and that can change in a hurry. My dead cat was fine a month ago.
In the past, the advice I've always given and followed about losing a pet is to give it a few weeks and then get another pet. I'd love to get another kitten. But now, I'm at the age where it is reasonable to assume that any kitten I get will become a cat who outlives me. Is it selfish, or even cruel, to want another pet? I mean, people understand death, but a cat who sees me hauled off in an ambulance never to return won't.
I guess I could get an older cat, but then there's the issue of whether it would get along with the two I still have. Or maybe I should just stick with the two I've got. I just don't know.
Sorry, but I'm feeling a bit morose this evening.
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