Glad the surgery went well!

I think I fall into a little of all three or possibly none of those pet owner categories. None of them really describe how I feel about my pets. I feel like I have chosen to make their care my responsibility so I pay for their vet care, and meds, and make sure there is someone to take care of them when I can't. And they give me a lot of joy (although I can't say I like them better, or in the same way, as the humans I like) and a lot of irritation (but they don't irritate in the same way that the humans that irritate me do).

I am incredibly grateful that my parents were able to take care of my very elderly, incontinent, senile dog for a month last year while Bob was recovering. Mustering the emotional resources to care for Frank would have, I think, completely overwhelmed me at that time.

Ah, I didn't read that far into the article.

Being, of course, the dominionist that I am. I'm pretty textbook there, and I'm not even sure the rest of my family would qualify. I don't think my parents would go as far as "beloved." "Tolerated" is more like it. They'd never have a pet. Just a working animal, and that would include "amuse the children."

We did, however, cook for our pets. But that was because buying food for them was considered excessive.

Here's that same video with more background.

I view pets as more trouble and expense than they are worth. Though I accept that this is not the way people who love their pets feel.

I'm a pet agnostic.

This is me. I like other people's pets fine (or, shall I say some other people's pets - insert rant about poorly trained dogs here), but have no desire for them myself. I defnitely got that from my parents, neither of whom were pet people (though most of my siblings are).

Hell, I can't even remember to do the work to keep a plant alive; I'm not going to subject an animal to that.

Whoa! I'm totally having deja vu about this conversation!

I can't keep a plant alive but, evidently, have no problem keeping pets alive into advanced old age.

Plus, a hair-free environment would be thrillingly fun for a bit.

yes, it is. Until you realize that the dog had been eating all the crumbs that the ants like.

and I say this with love. not for the ants.

Ugh Kat, sorry to hear that the recovery was rough there. Glad she's out of surgery. She's spending the night, isn't she? Does that mean you're spending the night too?

Our pets have always been beloved, but they aren't human. Does that make me a dominionist? Is it OK if I have no idea what they mean by seeing your pet as an apendage? What kind of apendage is a cat?

Yeah, of those choices, I felt like dominionist was the most "me," but meh.

If you can train a cat to act like a dog, I think your category is "magician".

Both my cats are either waiting for me by the front door or come running up to it when I come in every single night*.

That's worth at least an abracadabra, I think.

• Well, except for last night, when Perkins did, but Dita had managed to get herself trapped in the blanket on the sofa, and needed me to come rescue her.

Both my cats are either waiting for me by the front door or come running up to it when I come in every single night*.

Mine do that unless I come home mid-afternoon (during naptime). Then they take a little longer to greet me while stretching and yawning.