Lifelong Commitment

I have at times wished to die, considered various methods of dying, and written my thoughts in notebooks scattered about my apartment, over the past several years. But because I have a cat I cannot die, cannot, as it is said so melodramatically, “take my own life”.

There is a contract made approximately eight years ago, between this cat and me (or is it “I”? One seldom remembers … ). The contract states that I will never willfully abandon him, never leave him as a consequence of a decision deliberately made. I am legally, emotionally, and spiritually bound by this contract for the duration of this cat’s lifetime or my own, whichever comes first. I am forbidden from breaking this agreement under any circumstances; that is, if I have a choice in the matter. Should something unforeseen yet fatal to me, something caused by powers outside myself occurs, then I am released from the strictures of the contract. If I can do nothing to prevent this event, say a fatal illness, from happening to me, the cat knows he must forgive me and cannot bring a breach-of-contract lawsuit against my heirs.

Thus, although dying tonight might be a powerful  wish in my mind, I may not do anything or take any medications or in any way at all cause my own death. This is an extremely strong reason why the chronically ill, the isolated elderly, the grieving widowers and widows, seriously depressed and suicidal people ought to be given an animal  – a dog or a cat, depending on the person’s physical health and abilities to care for the animal and meet its needs: A dog must be walked and exercised, whereas a cat is easier to maintain. Each person will sign a contract like mine that will state that the person is to be responsible for, committed to, contracted to this animal. Through this simple mechanism animal shelters can be emptied and many suicides prevented – thus killing (or not killing actually) two birds with one stone.

In conclusion, I will not die tonight. I must go on for tomorrow will arrive very soon, and my cat will require his food and his nurturing. I, in return, will receive his love and gratitude, expressed by his being on my lap, his paws kneading my fleshy body, his purring several decibels louder than at any other time of day or night, his joy and delight expressed through much drooling. Who actually gets more out of this relationship? I do, of course. My little cat gives me a reason to stick around, to go on living for one more day. His love sustains me as much as my feeding him keeps him going. I am the clear winner!



One Response to “Lifelong Commitment”

  1. Notes To Ponder Says:

    Please accept my “like” as a beacon of support. 🙂

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