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Originally Posted by ladyislingering
I had a cat. He was my baby, my love, my pride and joy. Mostly because he made cute noises once in a while, pooped in a box, didn't destroy stuff, and only did cute things. (And if he did things that weren't cute, like vomiting, it was contained, easy to clean, no Exorcist type of shit) He was only 12 when he passed. I think of him almost every day.
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Well see you were able to have a pet as a kid as well as numerous other kids all over the world.
I don't even get that part of your argument that you mentioned earlier but it's fine. I won't go through your list and pick apart every single argument you had.