Here’s my problem, guys and ladies: I don’t want Bert to die before I do.
I think that even with the dementia getting worse, he and I will still have a relationship of sorts.
I say this because he always seems to know when “Dad” isn’t feeling well, and there he is: sleeping right up against me, and staying close at all times.
The rest of the time he “divides” between me and Dondra.
He just seems to know, and because I snore heavily, sleep in my own bedroom, he gives us both “equal” time.
History: He’s a shelter cat whom I volunteered to “foster” and “socialize”. He was to be “relayed” to New England, but once he and I “connected”, he wasn’t going anywhere, so I guess I “Catnapped” him.
He’s 6 years old now (we estimate), and he and I are pretty much inseparable. He’s declawed and never goes outside (I adopted him that way. I hope y’all didn’t think I’d declaw my cat?) and right now he’s very healthy (and fat!).
I don’t want to outlive him. Simple as that, but if it does happen, I sure would like another cat just like my Bert.
Does that make me biased, being that I have always pushed adopting shelter animals and now seeming to be not caring about that?
See what’s happening? I’m at odds with my philosophy and my … I can’t think of the fucking WORD!!!.
“Premise” is the best I can do for now. My “stand”…
Anyway, :). I just need for him to be my baby longer than my time on the planet. However much time that is.
I hope like hell y’all can understand this.
Thanks
Q