Throughout all my years of growing up and growing old I have had a cat, sometimes two. Except now. For the last 15 years I have not had a cat for a pet. The last one died of old age about that long ago. I did not acquire a new one and I don’t know why I didn’t.
But then I moved into a mobile home. And somehow didn’t think about getting a new cat. So I don’t have a cat now and I can’t think about getting one. My home is small. I would have to find a place for a litter box and if the cat happened to get outside it would be very difficult to find it. Then driving to a vet when needed with a cat in the car is not something I want to do. Been there, done that.
So I don’t have a cat. But I miss having that little soft, furry companion. I miss the purring and the rubbing against my leg for attention.
Then I saw this advertisement for a black T shirt with a silvery white cat on it and I fell in love. I want that T shirt. However, I have a closet full of T shirts and should not even consider buying more. I think maybe wearing the T shirt would almost be the same as having a real cat without all the disadvantages. And I dream.