Like my cat.

I have had Evan for over seven years now. I love him as if he were my own child. I know some people might think that's crazy, but I don't really care. You can't help who you love and how you love them! Recently, Evan has been sick. He had been a little listless, and he had been eating less. This was when I started to get scared. What if something was wrong with my baby? What would I do if it was too late? I debated for a while about taking him to the vet. If something was really wrong, could I handle it? In the end, I did take him (and he cried the whole way there). Turns out he had an infection that was causing his small intestine to become inflamed. Fortunately, they caught it in enough time before it became serious.

He still doesn't really eat. Today I forced him to and I know he hated it. I can tell that he is getting better, which is all that matters. Cats usually only live about 10-12 years, which means Evan's life is probably half over. I have tried convinced myself that he will live forever, or if he doesn't I will gather up the money to have him cloned.

I'm serious, if I can come up with $50,000 I will do it. Some woman in Tennessee had her dogs cloned.

But back to Evan. If you've never had a pet, maybe you don't know what it is like to love one so much. Give it a try. Animals can be the most non judgemental living things you will ever meet. They will love you even after you've done something awful. In their eyes, you are a God. Even when I was away at college, Evan would coming running to the phone when he heard my voice on it. His devotion to me has been undying, even after I shoved food down his throat and wouldn't let him go outside.

In cat years, Evan is about 46. That may be older then me, but he will always be my baby.