Definitely get a cat, cats are brilliant and unlike dogs don't eat your house. I've had six cats and only one of them has been/is evil and even then she's no trouble, she just doesn't like us, sleeps in next doors boat all day and comes in when she's hungry, the rest have all been proper little love monsters.
In news other than 'why I'm going to be a bad parent because I have pets' we have some sort of illness bingo going on on the house and I'm losing. I'm not entirely convinced this is fair. OH was saying he felt sick/cold/ill etc when he came to bed last night, didn't feel too sympathetic as I'm ill as well...only then he spent most of the night puking up exorcist style to the point where he's actually traumatised his dog with the noises he was making and she's now terrified of the bathroom. I shouldn't be laughing about this I know but I am.
So I've had my sick bed shared hogged all day by sweaty smelly moaning groaning man, fair enough. However, he hasn't moved at all, I've fed the dogs and cats twice, fetched him a drink etc and I'm ill too!
I may have a stomach of steel which means it would take something positively toxic to actually make me vomit but it doesn't mean I don't feel sick! I sort of think he should man up a bit now and get up. I'm not too good at sympathy. There's also some question as to whether this is a virus thing he's caught from me as I was ill first or some totally unrelated suspect spaghetti bolognese which we both ate but see comments re: my amazing stomach. It was bolognese he was throwing up out of his nose did I mention he's really vomit phobic? sorry I just keep giggling at his plight, it's just so funny seeing a big tough bloke who is built like a shed brought to his knees by a bit of bolognese when I'm a little slip of a girl who actually has the constitution of an ox. Must try to be sympathetic.