I have always wanted a cat but my mom is allergic so I can’t get one. When I move out I want a cat. Cats not only calm people down, they also lower the risk of heart disease.

But lets be real: I don’t want a cat because of that. I want a cat because I like cats. I want to come back from work and spend time with my cat. I want to play with it and spend my life with it.

But the sad truth is that I WILL outlive the cat and I don’t want to see my cat grow old and die. I haven’t yet accepted death as a natural part of life. I don’t think anybody can do it 100%. Nobody wants so see their parents die. Nobody wants to see their idols or favorite artists die but death will come eventually.

I don’t want to be the one who goes to the vet and pulls the plug on my cat but I can’t let anybody else do it for me. I need to face it. I need to be strong when that happens. Hopefully it happens in 10-20 years from now. I hope that I can give a good life to the cat and I hope that it will die peacefully.