... Someday, my cat will die. She'll get sick, or get cancer, or just curl up and never wake up... And I'll not be able to do anything for her. That's one of those things that I can cry about. I hate to admit it, but it is also perfect motivation. I can push through illness to look after her, because I will do something for her while I still can... If I'm lucky, we still have a decade together. I want her to enjoy it, even if it means more work for me.