In my experience, most of the times someone says something positive about a relationship with an animal, some people feel threatened enough to come into the thread and make an “it’s only an animal” type statements. Just shrug it off.
I’d save my cat before I’d save many people from that burning building. I can’t stand the “humans deserve to live more than animals” argument. Why- because we humans think they should? I just don’t agree in all instances and I’m not a lonely, old, crazy cat lady (I’m a 39 yr old happily married father).
We’re no longer reflexively closing zombie threads. The OP isn’t posting actively these days, so people should not try to engage her, but if anyone wants to comment on the issues in general, that’s fine.
Yep - before I met my husband I preferred my dog over most of my boyfriends. He’s still quite delightful (my dog); however, hubby wins that contest now, as does baby.
I wouldn’t worry too much, but I might be reluctant to commit to marry him or anything. If you’re going to make things permanent you should love the guy at least as much as your pets who’s poo you need to clean up.
Well you and your pet have a more permanent commitment. And being simple beings, they are more openly affectionate and have less potential ways of pissing you off.
In general, they just have less potential for either harm or good, and are less complicated.
I have made it clear to my boyfriend that if North Korea ever invades, we are packing Olive in a backpack and taking her with us wherever we go because I am not leaving her to the mercies of a Communist army.
This is the internet. I’m confident that in just a couple minutes of searching I could find more than a few websites and forums dedicated to…loving pets.:eek:
Loving your pet more than your boyfriend is not ‘wrong’ in any ethical sense, but it does say something about your current state of well-being that is not positive.
Transpose it another level and ask “Is it wrong I love my cyanobacteria more than my cat?”, and another level, “Is it wrong that I love my used kleenex tissue more than my goldfish?”
Admittedly, I’m not a pet-person. But that your affections lie more with your pet than with your partner means you are not in a good situation. That you kind of realize this, is a good sign.
Rule of thumb - if your partner is not as important to you as your pet, get a new partner, or learn to live alone with your pet.
“Boyfriend” does not necessarily equal “partner”, especially to someone as young as the OP, as I believe was mentioned previously.
Yeah, you should love your husband or long term SO more than your cat. But there’s nothing wrong with or strange about loving your cat more than any given person you’ll date over the course of your life. Hell, there’s nothing wrong with or strange about loving your *shoes *more than any number of people you’ll date in your life. Most of the people you’ll date in your life will disappoint you eventually, and your cat and your shoes will be there for you when they do.
One of the sexiest dreams I ever had in my life was when I dreamed my cat was human-sized, and could talk. But then, I’ve had a lot of dreams that don’t reflect reality in the least.
But, I know people who given the choice between their cat and their boy (or in one case, girl) friend, chose the cat–it was an allergy question. I once had a BF who was scared of my dog, and he did not improve the situation by getting to know my dog, and it did not work out.
But I had a friend who knew it was true love when her BF gave away his cat, because she was allergic. But yet, she didn’t want to be with the kind of guy who could give away his pet–so while she was touched by his gesture, it actually revealed a character flaw.
Many years ago, my then-bf and I were considering the possibility of living together. Totally unexpectedly he told me he’d live with me only if I got rid of my two kitties. He had been at my place many many times, and never mentioned that he had an issue with the cats.
When it became apparent that our daughter had developed an allergy to our cat, I got rid of him (to a no-kill shelter I hasten to add). I cried, and I still miss him, but it was what I had to do.
Does that make me a bad person. I think I was being a better father.
We had a bit of a mini-drama when I told my boyfriend that I wanted to bring my cat in to live with us. He only agreed very reluctantly, and I had huge misgivings about the whole thing - what would I do if he didn’t like her? But she is a darling and he loves her almost as much as I do now, which is a relief - I don’t know how I could have chosen between them!
Do the cat’s parents know about this arrangement? Starting to sound pretty, pretty freaky! (Just kidding, of course.)
As to the OP, when it comes to the warm, fuzzy feelings of love, you pretty much can’t help having those more for the cat than for the bf after you’ve been with the bf for a while. After, say, ten years with the bf, you appreciate certain of his qualities, tolerate many of his other “qualities” and are quietly enraged by everything else he does. The cat? She’s all good. My wife would much rather cuddle with the cat than with me, especially on an evening when one of my qualities has her knickers in a knot.