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I had a conversation the other day with my two seven-year-old cats, Gigi and Emma. Gigi is svelt, intelligent, pensive, quiet one. Emma is obese, not so intelligent, impulsive, noisy one.
I had a conversation the other day with my two seven-year-old cats, Gigi and Emma. Gigi is svelt, intelligent, pensive, quiet one. Emma is obese, not so intelligent, impulsive, noisy one.
Gigi was selected by my husband Gregory (RIP) and Emma was selected by me. All of their characteristics match, almost perfectly, Gregory and mine.
My conversation with them went something like this:
"You know, so much has changed in the last days and weeks and you probably haven't even noticed."
"Meow."
"For you, life is pretty much status quo with playing, sleeping, and eating."
"Yeow."
"There is a closet full of litter, two extra bags of dry food, and maybe 24 cans of each of your wet foods: Gigi-shredded chicken and Emma- minced tuna. I also have half a dozen bags of treats."
"Burrrrrrrrrrrr"
"So it is pretty amazing that for you guys nothing is different, nothing is changed. You have no worries, do not contemplate your own death or that of each other, or worry about tomorrow. You do not miss "eating out" and are happy with just me and each other for company!"
"MAYBE I SHOULD LEARN A LESSON FROM YOU BOTH!"
No comment from the girls but Gigi brushed against my leg and Emma drifted off to sleep.
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