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Who would you save between your cat and your worst enemy? (lemmy.zip)

submitted 6 months ago by [email protected] to c/[email protected]

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I've been discussing with my sister (a big fan of her cats) about what lives we would save in an emergency. I think a human live is worth more than an animal's no question asked but she thinks otherwhise. So to end this discussion I'm writing here.

Who would you save between your cat and your worst enemy?
What if it was between your cat and a stranger?
Why?

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[–] [email protected] 50 points 6 months ago* (last edited 6 months ago) (2 children)

EDIT: If you need a serious #3 answer, one aspect is that my cat is dependent on me. That's the relationship I accepted when I chose to take care of a domestic animal. My enemies, or strangers, are not my dependents. They are not vulnerable in that sense.

[–] [email protected] 5 points 6 months ago

I'm with you there. A couple winters ago I was a delivery person, I dropped a package on someone's porch and I heard a little meow. Couple seconds later this little furball was climbing up my pant leg.

I knocked on the door to talk to the homeowner who said his mother had been hit by a car, and she had a cantankerous dog so she couldn't take care of him. So I took him

I feel extremely responsible for my cat. He's not like an "accessory" he's something I made a commitment to saving and is dependent on me