As I write this behind the safety of my computer screen.. just on the outskirts of Kabul Afghanistan, where I have been, now starting my 3rd year after spending 15 months in Southern Sudan.
Pardon me, or don't pardon me, I don't care... after seeing such abject poverty, strife both man made and institutional corruption absolutely destroy people, families, villages, cities.
Now I get grief because a cat died, and I am less empathetic then some people think I should be?
Or I point out that a human being died and it is nothing more than a passing note, and I am ostracized because I don't think it is worthy to address on a website.
I was here when my last 2 dogs died,
It happens, I didn't post anything because they are animals
I was here in 2010 when my father died...
Sorry if I don't share the death of a cat as the end of the world, or have any earth shattering empathy for people (not the cat family) but you who have take your time to point out what a horrible person I am... Gosh I might have change my view to polymorphism, a cat is a boy is a rat is a tree.
You want me to show sorrow? I shall weep for the country and the hero's who died, defending it. I will not weep for a cat.
If that hurts your sensibilities... Really? Really Grow up, or don't.
Where you are or how you take loss is irrelevant. You had the option to keep your mouth shut, yet you chose to tell someone in mourning that he had no right to grieve. That is cruelty.
No one is telling you to weep for a cat, or a dog or any animal that someone loved that has passed on.
Last night someone commented her daughter lost an animal. Those of us who are lucky enough to have had critters in our lives- to have a critter own us- (for we don’t own them, you know) - of course we mourn when they die. The fact that we as humans outlive them makes it all the more sad when they leave.
Ten years ago today my first cat died. Kidney failure. Putting her down was the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life - to date. Two years ago, ironically in December as well, I had renal failure in both kidneys and ended up on Dialysis. It hurt like hell. I can only imagine what pain my poor cat must have gone through when she was going through her renal failure.
I’ve been crying today thinking of her. Yes I still miss her. Yes, I still think of her every day since she’s been gone. Yes, I adopted another cat about 2 months after the first one died and l love her. All I can say despite the tears I am the luckiest girl in the world that I shared my life with a wonderful cat for 16 years, and I’m blessed for that fuzz ball.
I wish you could find that same happiness with a dog or a cat someday.