Jaguars don’t hire divorce attorneys, burn down your house, take off with your friend and your cherished car, cut off your genitals and display them to you, or empty your bank accounts to run off to Tahiti. Nor do they call you back and haunt you for years or decades after.
The worst that a jaguar will do is maim or kill you, probably by accident if it is your friend; it will be over in seconds, either way. And they don’t whine, complain, nag and threaten to leave you if you don’t want to do something.
Give the dichotomy there, I think I’d be better off rooming with the big cat.
I’m sensing you might have some issues with a divorce in your past.
Nah, I’m probably just picking up on a strong love of the felines.
Awww, do you need a hug?
A thorazine?
A hit man?
A ground to air missle? :)