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I've never been fond of animals, and I am especially leery of cats. My mother, on the other hand, has always loved them, to excess, I always felt.
Unfortunately, she died six months ago, and she left me her house, one of the provisions of her will being that I take care of her old cat until it dies.
I tried, I really, really tried, but honestly, I just can't warm to the creature. I treat it humanely, of course, and feed it, keep the litter clean.
The repulsive animal runs after me everywhere, rubbing itself against my legs, which I just hate, and yesterday I found it sleeping on my bed!
This is the last straw! The thing is a blue Persian and shed like crazy. My bed was full of hair. The stupid thing cost me a fortune in grooming and vets fees, and I'm thinking of having it euthanized. It's not a young animal, it is at least 10 years old, so honestly, I don't think it would be that much of a loss.
What worries me, is that my mother was very specific, and the cat is supposed to die a natural death. Is it worth it to just stick it out? I'm very unhappy. The whole house smells like a stinky old cat. It is like living with a giant furry cockroach. What can I do?
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