• Malyca@lemmy.zip
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    My uncle was like you when I brought home a stray as a kid. Yelled about it for 2 years. When my cat died he took a week off work and drank and cried all day.

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      That’s the biggest reason I didn’t want another cat, I had just said goodbye to my best friend of 23 years, Jim Bones, a couple months earlier, it fucking destroyed me. It was some ugly cryin’. That’s in my future once again, now.

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        It’s so rough losing them, but despite that, at least for me, the time we spend with them is worth it.

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          I agree, and I do love the weird little guy, he’s my buddy. He’s an ungovernable asshole, but that’s kind of why I like him, he’s a rebel, we get each other. Could have used a little more time between cats, though.

          His mom, my sister, did the exact same thing when our mom’s cat passed, showed up two days later with a kitten that was meowing outside her window in the rain. He ended up being the perfect little man, though, he’s the kind of cat that makes people think they want a cat, very much unlike the beast that was dropped onto my doorstep.

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        Same here. When I lost my last cat. I couldn’t bear to have another. Then one chose me. Now she cuddles with my wife and stares at me to make me jealous