Tril he does look absolutely lovely. And that's from a card-carrying cat-person (does it still count if I made the card myself and it's drawn in crayon?)
No cat can ever replace Diz for me now. Doesn't mean I won't get another one - if I can get this alcofrolics thing licked I will certainly outlive him. Much as I mourned the loss of Dylan (and still do) I had a very similar cat already around to love me. Having been my one and only for a few years now, I know it will be so hard to lose him. And Autumn did leave in a very violent way (sorry if I make you cry there, hon.)
I guess I'm saying what the others are saying, but without the experience.
I left Gabriel and Raphael when I split with my husband. Hely already had a rehoming offer when I left London, and that was Diz's choice not mine - I literally could not keep both of them because he's not a sharer. Gerbils and fish and rabbits you can't cuddle don't count. I mean they do count in that they need love, respect and care, but they don't own a piece of your heart. Diz does. And that piece will numb when he dies.
But as has already been said - hearts are might large organs, and there's room for more in there, even if it's not exactly the same place.
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