Same. My wife's cat is 17 years old and we're at the point where we realize there are not going to be many more and he's probably not going to finish out 2022. I've had some kind of pet since I was born, at 6 years old I got my first dog. I had her until I was 15 and the one thing I remember is that pets raised by 6 year olds are idiots, very loving idiots but still idiots. I would say it was the breed but my mom had a Cocker Spaniel before mine which was brilliant and my sister had one as an adult that was equally brilliant, mine was a moron and it's more than likely my fault. Then we had a German Sheppard that my mom and I raised and took to obedience school, he was Einstein by comparison, he escaped the back yard and got hit by a truck when he was 6 months old, he survived but we ended up with a 120lb lap dog as a result. Had he lived long enough for me to get my own house he probably would have eventually moved in with me, but my mom kept him after I finished college since I apartment hopped for 7 years. He had a yard since he was a puppy, I couldn't put him in an apartment and not feel horrible about it. After he died, I got my wife her first of two cats, he's the one that is still alive, his little sister died last year. We won't talk about the tropical fish I spent a small fortune killing for 2 years.
It sucks, but at this point I think I'm done with animals. I think I want a house without pet dander for at least a few grows since I haven't found a way to hermetically seal and completely filter the air going into the grow without a dropping a small fortune and creating who knows how many environmental issues in the processes. So I'll just keep bud washing before dry.
In 2008 either my taste buds changed or they changed their cheese, but I couldn't handle their food anymore. I tried a few times after that but every time ended up throwing away half the sandwich. Even when it was 99 cents I thought it was too expensive to throw away half of it. At that price I'd expect sit down service and a wine steward.