After 25 glorious years of caring for "our" boys - we thought we were "cat free".
We still thought about them an awful lot and missed them each terribly (still do) then circumstances look us by surprise.
Last boy died in April this year .
Sadly a death in the (human) family meant we were/are now "responsible" for two cats.
So after the grieving process (we never planned to get another cat/pet) we are now "cat parents" once again.
Got to say it has been hard for the past 12 months but now they are becoming so familiar with us/surroundings that I don't know what I'd do without them.
Do they have this built in survival/lovability gene that makes you go with the flow?