The talk of fur babies

When my mum stopped over for the night over the Easter holidays, we were talking about one day when we would have a fur baby. This conversation was started by my mum in this ocassion and we have talked about fur babies before.

We would both like to have another cat, but it’s not going to happen now.
Mum is in no position to lift heavy bags of cat litter, let alone carrying a cat carrier.
I don’t want to carry cat litter either. Not even using a shopping trolley and my budget does not stretch to having groceries delivered to the home, where the cat litter could be added to that shopping list, as I once did some years ago.
I also don’t want to go about carrying a cat carrier no more either. I haven’t forgot how I struggled with the cat carrier in the final year of having Miley. And when Miley was ill, which meant several trips to the vets, which if it wasn’t for a friend supporting me in this, I would have struggled, because I wasn’t well. I don’t want to worry now about that area anyone.

So if there is room, I discussed possibly guinea pigs as a pet, which mum doesn’t mind. But mum wondered whether I would consider a hamster again. I certainly would consider a hamster again.

I said to mum which ever fur baby we have in the home, we would have as soon as we are settled in living together. I want us to settle first, before owning another pet. But it was nice to talk about it, as something for us both to look forward to.