I second that. I was in a funk when we had to put down our last cat, I was surprised I had become so attached to him. He had been unwell for some time, and I had people telling me that when the time came, I would know and wouldn't make him suffer. Thankfully they were right.
This was Boots...he was a crazy boy, and had lots of toes:
My wife could see that I was sad, and pining a bit, and one day I came home from work, and she said "I got something for you-be careful going in the bathroom."
When I carefully opened the door, I saw two little kittens in the bathroom sink, snuggled together...brothers from the same litter...here they are grown up (Admiral Halsey and Mister Inky) this is my favorite picture:
So, yes. Enjoy them, treat them right. Their time is not as long as ours, it is true, but in the right hands, they can live a grand life!
And this is my computer background...:)
Nice-looking cats. Our orange tabby Henry (short for Dr. Henry Metzger) looks like Boots except that he’s heavier and has no extra toes. Our youngest two (gray tabbies) are brothers, George and Percival, now two years old. They were ferals; we got them at about 8 weeks. George is pretty affectionate now, but Percy will always be shy.
Cats are great. I can’t imagine not having a few around, but my wife and I are getting to the age where we have to start thinking about them outliving us. Don’t know what we’ll do about that.