I hate seeing strays. If you don’t want an animal, there is nothing with not having one. But don’t get one to get rid of it later.
I love animals, but I work too much to care for one properly.
When I was a youth, my dad would take in a stray dog, and later, drive to the other side of town and put the dog out.
They never did come back.
My dog’s vet thinks I am either crazy or very devoted to all my boys and girls (7, was 8 but my Old Jackie died last December 30th), he says my dogs eat better, and get better healthcare than 98 % of the human race (including me).
Both he and his assistant think I am a crazy old man; that’s OK, my boys and girls think I am better than sliced bread.