I've got two kitty cats. One, a 16 yr-old whose owner died, languished at the Humane Society for a year & was so sad when I decided she had to come home with me. The 7 yr-old was hiding in a cat condo at the SPCA & wouldn't come out. No one had seen anything but his face & glimpses of his disappearing hinney. I had to bring the condo home to getnhim here.
Life without them? Why?
Some days they are the only reason I bother.