Don't get a cat. It'll remind you too much of the ex.

Cat's are aloof and don't bother you.
Dogs demand attention.
A dog reminds me more of my ex.

 

Cat's are aloof and don't bother you.
Dogs demand attention.
A dog reminds me more of my ex.

Dogs don't scratch, hiss, or hold a grudge.

 

Cat's are aloof and don't bother you.
Dogs demand attention.
A dog reminds me more of my ex.

Cats remind me of mine They expect you to be their slave and give nothing back except peeing in your shoes

 

I used to have three cats. In my case, if I respected them, they’d respect me. Two of them used to fight over who could sleep on my lap. Never got a scratch! In fact, I also had a rabbit. The four animals would play together until they got tired. Then, they’d curl up in a big black ball (they all had jet black fur) and sleep.

None were aloof. I never saw them hiss. And they were my slave, not vice versa. One would actually bring me the remote!

The funniest thing was at feeding time. The old cat let the young cat eat first. When he thought it was his turn, he’d cuff the young cat who’d step away to let the alpha cat eat.

 

Two of them used to fight over who could sleep on my lap.

My wife and girlfriend did the same.

Those were the days!

 

My wife and girlfriend did the same.

Those were the days!

Problem is that right now, I have neither. Not any cats.

 

I know this is about as far from electronics as you can get. But I just want to share with my community.

I’m 65. Divorced after a 38 year marriage. I’ve been seeing someone for almost 2 years.

And I broke up with her tonight. It’s been almost 45 years since I’ve experienced this. I didn’t want to break up, but the relationship was becoming increasingly unhealthy for me.

I’ve had a few drinks after talking to her. The pain is real. We still love each other, but I can’t continue.

Anyone feel like being supportive?

Give it time! You may well discover (as have I) that 'solitude' (i.e. freedom from encumbering sentiment for and/or from others) is the utmost luxury! -- While casual association is often beneficial and granting that immediate consanguineal family is a generally pleasant 'given' -- The 'emotional quagmire' of amative and other 'acquired relationships' is best avoided! --- My 2¢

With utmost sincerity
HP

 

Give it time! You may well discover (as have I) that 'solitude' (i.e. freedom from encumbering sentiment for and/or from others) is the utmost luxury! -- While casual association is often beneficial and granting that immediate consanguineal family is a generally pleasant 'given' -- The 'emotional quagmire' of amative and other 'acquired relationships' is best avoided! --- My 2¢

With utmost sincerity
HP

I appreciate your advice (I generally can understand your posts, but this time I had to look up “amative”)

It might be too late.

 

Give it time! You may well discover (as have I) that 'solitude' (i.e. freedom from encumbering sentiment for and/or from others) is the utmost luxury! -- While casual association is often beneficial and granting that immediate consanguineal family is a generally pleasant 'given' -- The 'emotional quagmire' of amative and other 'acquired relationships' is best avoided! --- My 2¢

With utmost sincerity
HP

Consanguineal amativity. Gross.

 

Consanguineal amativity. Gross.

So Joey, Joey!

 

Consanguineal amativity. Gross.

In need of 'remedial reading comprehension', Joey?

TTFN
HP

 

There is a lesson in this for TS: I always try to confront adversity with humor -- bad or otherwise. I read in Reader's Digest once: "Laughter is the Best Medicine".

 

It might be too late.

I very much doubt it! A dysfunctional relationship is much like a bad habit -- Following cessation, the 'withdrawal symptoms' --painful though they may be at the outset-- tend to abate swiftly

Best regards
HP

 

"Laughter is the Best Medicine".

Joey?! I would have thought that you of all folks would know that nothing matches 'seven fingers' of neat Old Grandads in that regard -- Granting that laughter is a not-uncommon 'side effect' of said 'treatment'

TTFN
HP

 

I very much doubt it! A dysfunctional relationship is much like a bad habit -- Following cessation, the 'withdrawal symptoms' --painful though they may be at the outset-- tend to abate swiftly

Best regards
HP

That’s one of the best statements yet (my apologies to everyone else). Confirmation that the ‘withdrawal symptoms’ swiftly abate is comforting news. I was beginning to think that they’d follow me for years. Thanks.

 

Joey?! I would have thought that you of all folks would know that nothing matches 'seven fingers' of neat Old Grandads in that regard -- Granting that laughter is a not- uncommon 'side effect' of said 'treatment'

TTFN
HP

How about Jameson’s Caskmates - Stout Edition? That’s what I turn to.

 

I would have thought that you of all folks would know that nothing matches 'seven fingers' of neat Old Grandads in that regard...

Online, I can make him laugh. Whether he drinks or not is up to him. Something about "leading horses" and all that.

 

Online, I can make him laugh. Whether he drinks or not is up to him. Something about "leading horses" and all that.

I did use humor when breaking up with her. My birthday was last week and she gave me a set of bath towels as a gift.

She brought that up during our conversation. I replied to her, “At least you know that every time I’m naked, I’ll be reminded of you.” She did smile.

 

Cats remind me of mine They expect you to be their slave and give nothing back except peeing in your shoes

Thank you for that laugh, but as the saying goes...dogs have masters, cats have staff.

 

I used to have three cats. In my case, if I respected them, they’d respect me. Two of them used to fight over who could sleep on my lap. Never got a scratch! In fact, I also had a rabbit. The four animals would play together until they got tired. Then, they’d curl up in a big black ball (they all had jet black fur) and sleep.
/--/.

I had a cat while growing up. She was an ornery cuss much of the time. Used to ferociously chase dogs out of the yard, regardless of size. Lived to be 21, the last few years with a busted front paw but nothing she could not handle.

or hold a grudge.

We once bought a baby caiman...maybe 6 in long tip-to-tip. The cat appeared completely disinterested in the reptile to the point of being oblivious. The caiman continued to grow and when it got to be about 12 in tip-to-tip, the cat eviscerated it and left it on its back in its makeshift terrarium.

It's not that they hold grudges, they simply prefer patience, cunning and planning...I like that about them.