Pet love - part I

I love my cute cat. I know most of you have already figured that out, but it can't be said enough. I think about him so often when I am not around him. Wondering how he is doing, wondering what he is up to, and thinking about how much nicer it would be for him, and also for me, if we were together instead of apart. I dream about him all of the time. Seriously at least everyother night. Sometimes about him alone as adult like now, sometimes as him as a baby cat, sometimes of him and a whole bunch of more cats just like him, and sometimes about just him and his brother. Sometimes it's nice dreams, but often dreams where I can't find him (and dream and wake up in panic and stress), or dreams where I find him dead or dying (and wake up really really sad). Spontaneously, you might find it kind of silly and strange that I care so extremely much about him. Living in a society like the one we live in now, where little consideration is taken to the pain and sadness people who lose their pets, it is often found silly or strange to care so intensly about your pets. It annoys me. Seriously.

Recent studies have actually shown that the pain and sadness a person can feel when losing a pet, can be just as intense as the sadness a person can feel when losing a child.

Do you believe it?

To be continued...