Jan 27, 2013 11:13
Recent events recently have made me realize how truly lucky I am that both my cats, in the roughly five years I have had them, have been perfectly healthy and safe without any sickness or injury. I am extremely lucky to have them both in my life, and while I may have considered rehoming my female cat in the first year of her life, I am now very glad that I didn't. At the time I was a college student, very poor and she was damaging the places I was living in. I had only wanted one cat at the time, which had been her brother, but when we were unable to find someone to take the female cat I ended up taking her. I don't regret it.
They are my companions and my kids. I don't care if people make fun of me for it. They have been with me in some of the darkest points in my life (my two years in Miami after I graduated college) and they have been with me their entire lives. I was there when they were born and outside of the time I went to Key West for a job they have been with me always. I brought them with me when I moved across the country because I could not bear the thought of leaving them behind and having them think I had abandoned them. I know they are happiest with me and my house would not be a home without them. I spoil them but I don't let them get away with murder either. They are well behaved and actually listen when I tell them NO (in a certain tone anyway). I protect them as much as I can and I've based decisions off where I have lived and the accommodations to make them happy. I leave my door open at night so they can come and go as they please even if a friend is staying with me and I can hear the living room TV blaring like a fog horn. My floor is decorated with cat toys and my furniture is covered in cat hair. (Even though the best toys they seem to find are hair ties, onion skin, or a piece of candy taffy...)
They may take up as much possible room as they can on the bed at night, my female cat hates everyone and everything except me, and my male cat may not be the brightest crayon in the box when he continuously tries to drink out of the sink when there is SOAPY WATER IN THERE! But they are wonderful and I am so very, very blessed to have them in my life and for them to be healthy.
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(Note: I'm not dead. Maybe one day I'll make a real post. But I have found a very decent job and a very decent home and am the happiest I have been in quite some time =) )