cats, feels (~)
But all kidding aside, given how much of a worrywart i am, there's something godawful and raw about having another vulnerable living being to care about.
It was a fucking nightmare-blessing, for instance, when my aunt and stepsister had their kids. MONTHS of sitting up fretting over babies I hardly ever even saw in person.
And now I have this stupid lovable cat. And her two stupid lovable kids. And an overwhelming awareness of how little I know about how to take care of them, and how limited our resources could get.
And the idea that we could fuck something up and let them get hurt or worse is gnawing on me constantly. Just a little gnaw in the background, often overshadowed by the joy of having the little purrballs around.
But I didn't ask for this, and I tell Shadow almost every day: you chose US. We're gonna do the best we can for you. But you're gonna break our hearts someday, aren't ya, little charmer.
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Having Shadow around has even been good for Noelle, who for those of you who haven't met her, is my sweet-as-southern-tea unicorn aspect, a proto-MLP who's been with me since I was like 14.
Noelle took some serious damage in the explosion of Transliminal Station and my exile from Seattle, and had effectively been comatose for the most part.
But having someone to care for (aside from Peggy who is largely self-maintaining and has SO MANY MORE HIT DICE AND ARMOR LEVELS than me) has awakened what is basically my Inner Fluttershy and she's been coming to the forefront for the first time in several years.
Please, please Shadow, don't break our hearts. Heal fast and have a wonderful long life.
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also i can now join the chorus of catlovers saying everyone in human history who has ever said cats only think of themselves and don't really love their human friends is full of shit and can go soak their heads in a bucket of kitten drool
she just says it in cat is all, a language i of course am a natural at from living with a grouchy tigress, and 200 noseboops later i am one of the faithful
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@Thaminga Yeah, honestly, all Team Cat and Team Raccoon jokes aside, I love dogs too. Dogs are sweet and helpful and wonderful friends, and I am always super-kind to them but I would never want to "own" one. As Peg and I keep putting it to each other, having a dog is like raising a child, but having a cat is like having a roommate.
I really _like_ that Shadow, Sugarfoot, and Shemp's lives don't revolve around us. I _like_ that they've got their own agendas and their own secrets and sometimes they deign to involve us in them. I _like_ that they totally ignore us when we call for them. They remind me of me. :D
Did I ever tell y'all the story of my first time in a cat cafe? It was like a minor religious awakening, the moment I realized, "Yeah. I picked the right furry team. THESE ARE MY PEOPLE."
Peg and I were there to just study and chill. Everyone else seemed to be there hoping for a CAT EXPERIENCE. They were very disappointed when getting right up in the residents' faces with feathers and toys got _zero_ reaction from them. And every time I saw it happen, I made a point of whispering to that cat: "I... I love you. You are perfect. Never, ever change for us."
I learned a very important lesson that day about not giving a shit what other people demand from me unless they meet me on my terms. I have been so grateful to the cats of Meowtropolitan ever since.
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@zebratron2084 Same! Dogs themselves are fine and I'll pet pretty much any one of them that'll let me (and in turn, they seem to be super attracted to me too for whatever reason), but actually owning one? That just feels... wrong. It's probably just me and my Weird Kin Shit but there's something profoundly unsettling to me about the idea of *owning* what's essentially a wolf that's been bred over the millennia to be nigh-unconditionally loyal to you that likely wouldn't make it in the wild should they decide to run off after all.