My human baby is all grown up now and flown the nest, but she will always be my baby

Molly and Manny are my furbabies, we are their mummy and daddy

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yeah they are my children lol i call me boys son heheheh and they respond to it aswell lol

Example: On Saturday night, I nearly had a nasty accident with a kettle of boiling water - knocked it flying onto the kitchen floor!!!! Treacle was by the back door, just a couple of feet from where the water was spilled, but he immediately leapt up and flew across the furniture at a great height and speed, bypassing the affected area and took refuge on a high spot in the living room...!!! I frantically went to find him to check he had no burns on his paws (thankfully he didn't!), but I realised how much worse it would've been if I'd had a baby or toddler sitting on the floor instead of a kitten....... unable to escape, it would've burned all over the kid's legs!!!!!!

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RIP Charcoal my shy girl 1987-2000, Patch the wanderer 1987-?, Tabby my darling fluffball 1988-2002 & Panda the rascal 1988-2008

Exactly that - well apart from my baby is a he, and my furbabies are Willow, Holly and Rowan - apart from that - exactly that

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They are family and share my home...all my family know about them and either love them (nieces and nephews especially) or at least aren't mean (no crazy cat lady jokes)

But they aren't like kids, if/when I have kids I would like to have pets too. For me - they fill different parts of life/home/heart. I want it all!!

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I'm a mummy two both my dogs and to my one cat and a nanny to my other cat.
If someone said my name to my kids as I call them I don't think they would know who to go too

We don't have human children (our choice), but we consider our cats as family. I heard my OH complaining to a friend that it wasn't fair that our cats cannot be registered as "dependents" . Anyway, I was always terribly squeamish, but I can pick up poop and vomit, wash dire rear bums without turning a hair. I also remove sleep from their eyes with my bare fingers It must be love.
I suppose it is rather pathetic and sad and I know some of my friends and colleagues think I am a crazy cat lady, but what the heck...they ARE my babies.