It's just a living, sentient being, one who might have me wound around its paw but who depends upon me, trusts me and is happy and relaxed in my company. One who, yes, loves me. One who calms me down when I'm wound up, who warms my heart with gentle paws, who makes me smile when we play.
Yes, I...
Whether it's a sibling thing or not, cats certainly form bonds, and in my experience they are distressed when those bonds are broken. If you have room and the capability, I would reunite Charna with her sister.
Since my wife is definitely crazy and we have 2 cats, that must be the answer.
Mind you, it's not the number, but the way she says they understand every word she says, and she regularly holds conversations with them.
I think that's crazy. And the cats agree with me.
We always make sure ours are gone by Twelfth Night, though I'm not sure why - probably tradition! The room looks a bit bare for a day or so, but I like the way my electricity bill comes down with the fairy lights!