I just don't care anymore - getting older sucks

The thrill of the hunt is gone

There was a time when I would spend my days and nights hunting rodents and flying objects - flies, mosquitos and the odd hallucination.

But now as I’m nearing my 11th birthday - that’s close to 8o years old in human years, I’m finding my energy and my thinking slipping.

The other day I mistook a large kitten for a rodent of some sort and I attempted to catch and eat it. I find my cognitive abilities waning.

I’m sleeping and napping more - if that’s possible. I’m spending a good portion of my day watching TV - sometimes it isn’t even turned on.

I’m getting delusions of grandeur more often than I ever did.

So much so, that a lot of fellow feline friends don’t visit anywhere near as often as they used to. My family tends to ignore me and dislike spending time with me.

I frequently hear them say, “I’ve heard that. You’ve told us that before - many, many times.”

And where I used to look forward to a fresh kill, I find myself craving fast food - people food.

I’m nowhere as fastidious as I once was. I’m only grooming every two days and don’t even bother with body parts that are hard to reach.

It sucks to get old.

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