There's nothing going on making a noise or a mess or a smell or generally being naughty and that in itself feels wrong.
(Although N might rectify that when he wakes up from his nap).
It's always so terribly sad when one beloved pet dies. But this has taught me the infinite capacity for love we have.
When I was a child I loved my cat Jill more than anything in the world. I was heartbroken when I had to leave to go to live in France after uni. I almost didn't go because of her, but knew I had to live my life. When she had to be taken to the vet for the last time I couldn't be there for her and that's something I'll always regret.
But now I have Tabs and Sam and I love them more than anything in the world too. There is no limit. And that's a good lesson to have learned.
I think Jakey would want you to love another cat too and be happy that you're giving this little guy a home. We can't wait to meet him!Exactly - although I have a practical limit on how many cats I can house, feed, and pay vet bills for - I don't have any such limit on my ability to love.
Grieving for one does not mean I cannot readily give my love to another.
Being without any is just awful really.
I've been offered a 6 month old neutered/chipped/vaxxinated kitten ready to go whenever I can get there, by someone I have known for a long time and trust, and I think I'm going to go for it.
It's not disrespectful to Jakey, it's his legacy that I want to love another cat. tbf I'd already have had another cat at the same time as him if I didn't think it might piss him off and be exhausting for my old gent.
Are you tempted?Cat Distribution Network seems to be in full swing already, I let Jakey's breeder know that he had died and she came back with "I have a little boy who needs a home"...
Also the vet nurse was trying to suggest kittens to us before we'd even paid for the cremation.
Things happen.
I actually get quite cross with people who say they'll never have another pet when their old one dies because 'it wouldn't be the same'.Exactly - although I have a practical limit on how many cats I can house, feed, and pay vet bills for - I don't have any such limit on my ability to love.
Grieving for one does not mean I cannot readily give my love to another.
Being without any is just awful really.
I've been offered a 6 month old neutered/chipped/vaxxinated kitten ready to go whenever I can get there, by someone I have known for a long time and trust, and I think I'm going to go for it.
It's not disrespectful to Jakey, it's his legacy that I want to love another cat. tbf I'd already have had another cat at the same time as him if I didn't think it might piss him off and be exhausting for my old gent.
Exactly. I can understand taking a while to grieve enough to love another cat for itself so you're not unconsciously comparing. But it's not heartless to get a new pet. As you say, the new cat, dog etc is an individual, not a replacement of the deceased. And different people will be ready to get a new pet at different times. If it feels right, go for it!I actually get quite cross with people who say they'll never have another pet when their old one dies because 'it wouldn't be the same'.
Of course it bloody wouldn't. They're all individuals and if someone wants a carbon copy of the pet they've just lost then they'll only end up being disappointed.
Shrödinger's cat is not alive and dead at the same time.
The man who does a bit of gardening for me asked if I could look out for another cat for his dad as his old one had died but it must be grey with a white chest and paws!Exactly. I can understand taking a while to grieve enough to love another cat for itself so you're not unconsciously comparing. But it's not heartless to get a new pet. As you say, the new cat, dog etc is an individual, not a replacement of the deceased. And different people will be ready to get a new pet at different times. If it feels right, go for it!
Jesus. Makes you wonder if he's that fussy about his children too.The man who does a bit of gardening for me asked if I could look out for another cat for his dad as his old one had died but it must be grey with a white chest and paws!
Needless to say I didn't look too far!
This kitty has come up for adoption on blooksi
although he's in Santa Maria, California, so would imagine the postage would be a bit much...
Look how content he is! He knew how loved he was/always will be.
Gorgeous blue eyes though.This kitty has come up for adoption on blooksi
although he's in Santa Maria, California, so would imagine the postage would be a bit much...
That one looks like it would be Trouble
Look how content he is! He knew how loved he was/always will be.
(Btw, I thought that was a massive biscuit next to him, then realised it was the keyboard. Cold meds are fucking up my brain ).
I find it hard to work out who must have been more shocked, you or the seven mice!The weekend where he caught 7 mice but struggled to finish them off with no teeth, so decided the best thing to do was to jump up onto my lap and drop them, still very much alive
Especially true of cats (although I suspect dog lovers would disagree). It's never a case of replacing. It's more a case of taking responsibility for an an animal and looking after it. We don't now voluntarily take on another cat when we lose one - at our age we're finding it harder to maintain a house with 15 cats in it (though, to be fair, it wasn't very different when we had 18 this time last year). But when one gets abandoned here (as has happened three times so far, the most recent "arrival" moved in in January), there's no way we're not going to give a home to a cat in need. A cat is often very different to a dog. A dog wants to be with you. A cat makes you want to be with it.I actually get quite cross with people who say they'll never have another pet when their old one dies because 'it wouldn't be the same'.
Of course it bloody wouldn't. They're all individuals and if someone wants a carbon copy of the pet they've just lost then they'll only end up being disappointed.
I recognise every word of that... Bless you.For the first few years!!! we had him, we actually fed him in a large dog crate because he was food aggressive and would bully the others off their bowls and scoff everything in sight.
He did calm down a bit after a while, but for that period it was a case of making sure he couldn't get to anyone else's food.
He also used to try to nick my food off my plate given half a chance. There's more than one occasion where we were eyeballing one another over a chicken leg on my plate.
It was very sad seeing him struggle to find the appetite for some roast chicken this morning, poor love.
I had a tabby cat who was a terrible thief and once, when my cousin was staying with me she was so busy talking that she didn't notice he'd crept up behind her and whipped a lamb chop off her plate!For the first few years!!! we had him, we actually fed him in a large dog crate because he was food aggressive and would bully the others off their bowls and scoff everything in sight.
He did calm down a bit after a while, but for that period it was a case of making sure he couldn't get to anyone else's food.
He also used to try to nick my food off my plate given half a chance. There's more than one occasion where we were eyeballing one another over a chicken leg on my plate.
It was very sad seeing him struggle to find the appetite for some roast chicken this morning, poor love.