My cat has a human name so when I talk about him and someone happens to overhear who doesn't know Henry is a cat they can get a funny Mr.Furley expression on their face.
One time I was telling someone a few years ago I couldn't get Henry to join me in bed and someone else commented "is that appropriate conversation for work?" It was much funnier in the moment than it is in talking about it now, but anyone who knows me at all knows I don't talk about sex at work, much less anywhere else.
Anyway, I love Henry as much as I would a human and there two people in my life for which this gives them great concern and a big need to tell me how misguided I am to love an animal so much.
If I am misguided, so be it. Animals, more than ever, often make better companions than a lot of humans do.
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