Get. A. Grip.
It’s a cat. It’s a menace with fur. You want to know how much a cat is worth monetarily? Look in the local paper for the “free to a good home” ads. That is the value of a cat. $30,000? Ha! If I were to die tomorrow in combat the death benefit my wife and son would receive $12,000 or so. I can only surmise from this that a cat is worth more than a human being.
What planet are we living on, folks? A cat is something that you forcibly sterilize. A cat is something that you feed food made from diseased animal parts. A cat is something that requires your help to survive because it’s too stupid to figure out that hairballs make it choke.
I give up. I honestly give up. What’s next? Someone’s going to claim trauma because they ate a hamburger and think of the poor cows? Oh, wait, there are people that already do that. Oh, I got it… the poor little mice, so dearly abused in laboratories… wait, that’s done too? Damn.
It’s a pet. When it dies you get another one. Or you don’t. Big frickin’ deal. This guy who got sued should pay the replacement cost of the cat and not one cent more. Or, better yet, make the animal rights lovers happy and go to the pound and get one for free. $45,000? Shit. That better be USDA Prime cat, because I tell you this: I pay $45,000 for some animal it’s gonna be on my plate the next day.