
alice-jane
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- Apr 22, 2018
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does anyone hesitate because of their pet? i honestly don't want to leave my cat. she is very attached to me and i know she would be very depressed if i went.
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i'm sorry you had to give him up. it sounds like it was the right decision. i'm sure it wasn't easy to make.Yeah. I had a cat. i gave him up as I got worse health wise though, couldn't take proper care of him and could tell he was unhappy. It weighed on me heavily, my ex friends hate me for it (not that I care now), but it was best for the cat. If I weren't as sick as I am though, I would've stuck it out for the cat's sake. Pets are a huge responsibility, their welfare is literally in your hands.
i'm sorry you had to give him up. it sounds like it was the right decision. i'm sure it wasn't easy to make.
thanks for sharing this story. i enjoyed it. i think the appearance of stripe those two first times was no mistake. cats have perceptions that we can't even begin to understand. he has probably played some part in keeping you going. i think cats are in tune with sadness—not that they are sad, but somehow understand it. i'm glad you don't hate all cats. i love them for their independence and intuitive ways. my cat is actually very cuddly and doesn't have that need to keep a distance that most cats do. wishing you guys the best.Want to hear a funny story? Too bad I'm going to tell it anyway! :)
I basically always hated cats. They are skittish and just blah. One night about three years ago in my always-suicidal state, I was walking near a bridge contemplating the leap. This feral cat was off in the distance. I looked at it and did the proverbial "here kitty kitty" thing, thinking, like all cats, it would just ignore me. Sure enough, it just immediately comes walking towards me. I was like wow. I sat there talking to a cat for five minutes and it seemed to be listening. Anyway I left.
Three months later, again in my always suicidal state, I went and walked around my favorite bridge again. This time it was on a different side of the structure. Sure enough the same cat shows up and walks right up to me without prompting, as if it remembered me. It looked a little skinnier this time. It was way weird that this was happening anyway as this cat is obviously feral and wild. The chances of this happening were so small I decided to pick the cat up (hoping it didn't attack me) and take it with me.
I don't believe in caging ("owning") animals. I think its cruel IMO. So everyday when I'm home I leave a window open so if the cat wanted to leave, it could. He hasn't left in three years. He's low maintenance. He just wants his food (costs me like $20 for three months worth) and likes to hang out with me when I'm home. He also seemed to immediately know that I don't really like cats. He'll climb out the window, leave for a while, and come back. I believe he's using the bathroom outside because he seems to know I don't like cleaning that litter box and that I like him more when there's never anything to clean in it.
Anyway I still hate cats in general. But this little guy (I just call him Stripe because of the stripe on his belly) is cool. Had him for three years now. He lived on his own before I met him, so I'll have no problem leaving him when the time comes. Plus I'm not even supposed to have animals in my apartment, so I've already went out on a limb for him.
thanks for sharing this story. i enjoyed it. i think the appearance of stripe those two first times was no mistake. cats have perceptions that we can't even begin to understand. he has probably played some part in keeping you going. i think cats are in tune with sadness—not that they are sad, but somehow understand it. i'm glad you don't hate all cats. i love them for their independence and intuitive ways. my cat is actually very cuddly and doesn't have that need to keep a distance that most cats do. wishing you guys the best.
That would be interesting to see...a cuddly cat! I can certainly understand why you'd feel bad leaving your cat behind. But like you said, they are independent by nature, so he/she will be ok.
You might be right in Stripe helping take my mind off things. He does this silly thing where he sits outside the bathroom while I'm showering. When I open the door, he'll be sitting there; then rolls over on his back, and makes this funny face that makes me laugh; like he knows it makes me laugh. Sometimes he varies it and hangs from a plant pot in the wall by his claws upside down and make the face as I'm exiting the bathroom. Its like he knows I'm going to work at that shithole all day so he makes me laugh in the morning before I leave.
I can't quite figure out his breed. He was definitely feral though. He crawls like he's sneaking; like he's creeping up on something all the time. I read that is a sign of a feral cat. He also never walks with his tail up, and sometimes brings dead mice back from his short trips out the window, as if he's giving me a gift. Its gross, but he's a cat so I understand. I don't have people over often, but when I do, I never see him. He hates other people (another feral sign). I've even taken him back to the bridge just in case he was part of a pack or something. I let him lose when I get there and he doesn't leave.
Yeah. I had a cat. i gave him up as I got worse health wise though, couldn't take proper care of him and could tell he was unhappy. It weighed on me heavily, my ex friends hate me for it (not that I care now), but it was best for the cat. If I weren't as sick as I am though, I would've stuck it out for the cat's sake. Pets are a huge responsibility, their welfare is literally in your hands.
After my current dog dies I plan on getting into rats or insects as pets. I get the fun and companionship of a pet but without all the bigger responsibilities and long term commitment that go with a larger mammal.
I am sure your kitty is happier now and your friends just don't get it. I have a dog that I love and she is all that's keeping me in this pathetic world. I am still able to care for her, for now, but money is getting tight. I would rather put her down than ever neglect her.
Domestic rats are great pets. I had 2 of them as a child. Just get a baby and raise it, they can even be affectionate at times. One of mine took naps with me sometimes. We had one that loved his toys. If we threw his toys out of his cage onto the floor, he would run and bring them back, one by one. A fetching rat. They make way better pets than hamsters.
Want to hear a funny story? Too bad I'm going to tell it anyway! :)
I basically always hated cats. They are skittish and just blah. One night about three years ago in my always-suicidal state, I was walking near a bridge contemplating the leap. This feral cat was off in the distance. I looked at it and did the proverbial "here kitty kitty" thing, thinking, like all cats, it would just ignore me. Sure enough, it just immediately comes walking towards me. I was like wow. I sat there talking to a cat for five minutes and it seemed to be listening. Anyway I left.
Three months later, again in my always suicidal state, I went and walked around my favorite bridge again. This time it was on a different side of the structure. Sure enough the same cat shows up and walks right up to me without prompting, as if it remembered me. It looked a little skinnier this time. It was way weird that this was happening anyway as this cat is obviously feral and wild. The chances of this happening were so small I decided to pick the cat up (hoping it didn't attack me) and take it with me.
I don't believe in caging ("owning") animals. I think its cruel IMO. So everyday when I'm home I leave a window open so if the cat wanted to leave, it could. He hasn't left in three years. He's low maintenance. He just wants his food (costs me like $20 for three months worth) and likes to hang out with me when I'm home. He also seemed to immediately know that I don't really like cats. He'll climb out the window, leave for a while, and come back. I believe he's using the bathroom outside because he seems to know I don't like cleaning that litter box and that I like him more when there's never anything to clean in it.
Anyway I still hate cats in general. But this little guy (I just call him Stripe because of the stripe on his belly) is cool. Had him for three years now. He lived on his own before I met him, so I'll have no problem leaving him when the time comes. Plus I'm not even supposed to have animals in my apartment, so I've already went out on a limb for him.
Hahaha I would love a fetching rat! Whichever I decide on I plan on building a playpen on my desk so we can just hangout all the time while I'm on the computer.
After my current dog dies I plan on getting into rats or insects as pets. I get the fun and companionship of a pet but without all the bigger responsibilities and long term commitment that go with a larger mammal.
Hissing cockroaches are apparently great pets. A film maker friend got some for a film and ended up keeping them as pets until they died.
They are safe to handle and don't hiss very often or very loud most the time. Although I've read of people owning pissy ones that yell at you whenever you fuck with em. I would enjoy that just as much tbh as I'd relate.
Nice. At least a rat would hang out with you alot. A hissing cockroach would not know you exist, except to get away from you maybe. What a buzz kill. lol
I understand your point, rats are much smarter and would obviously be capable of more traditionally fun pet stuff. But I've always been a bit of a bug guy and usually root for the underdogs. So being the freak that owns pet cockroaches just seems fitting.
Hopefully I got a couple years left with my dog until I have to decide.
live cockroach eating competitions? really?Holy shit, I just found 2 people that have actually killed themselves in live cockroach eating competitions.
They have a bit of a neurotoxin that numbs your mouth and throat, so mix that with hard exoskeletons and spiky limbs and you got yourself a decent choking hazard!
Y'know in case anyone is looking for new ideas here ;D
i would kiss a rat if it was my pet and i knew where he had been.Call me weird, but I don't think I could touch a roach. It's a girl thing. lol I certainly could never kiss it. I am grossing out over the thought...but then, guys probably would not worry about that. I bet most girls would not kiss a rat either, so I guess I am weird.
Want to hear a funny story? Too bad I'm going to tell it anyway! :)
I basically always hated cats. They are skittish and just blah. One night about three years ago in my always-suicidal state, I was walking near a bridge contemplating the leap. This feral cat was off in the distance. I looked at it and did the proverbial "here kitty kitty" thing, thinking, like all cats, it would just ignore me. Sure enough, it just immediately comes walking towards me. I was like wow. I sat there talking to a cat for five minutes and it seemed to be listening. Anyway I left.
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Yes. My beloved dog is the one thing standing between me and hopefully nonexistence. I can't leave her behind. It is not fair. It is true life isn't fair, it wasn't and still isn't for me, but that doesn't excuse leaving my dog behind. She is far too attached to me.
I can't tell you what to do or what to not do, but I wouldn't kill (or pay for someone to kill) my dog. It is her life, not mine. I don't have the right to cut it short just because I don't want to live my own life. So my only option is to live until she stops breathing.I have decided that if I cannot wait for my dog to die someday, I will have her put down, as hard as that will be. The more I look at animal owners, including the one who would get this dog if I left...the more I am disgusted with them.
exactly. i can relate. my cat brings me the little happiness that i have and i hope my depression doesn't weigh on her. she is cuddly and very clued in to me. when i am super down she comes and sits right next to me and looks me in the eyes with what i swear is compassion.Yes. My beloved dog is the one thing standing between me and hopefully nonexistence. I can't leave her behind. It is not fair. It is true life isn't fair, it wasn't and still isn't for me, but that doesn't excuse leaving my dog behind. She is far too attached to me.