Priorities
I know many people who treat their pets as children. I suppose there was a time when I could have gone that way, but then I had a baby of my own. The cats went from being our children to being “those dang cats”. After being spit on, sucked on, and clung to all day, the last thing I wanted was a furry tail in my face. I took to dumping Pixel off the bed whenever I was annoyed. For a while, I felt a bit of guilt. Then I settled onto a realization: I have a limited amount of emotional and physical resources. Although my cat may grow up emotionally damaged, he can’t gun down his high school. I’ll spend my precious resources on family members with opposable thumbs.