Diary of a Quarantined Cat: Alone

The humans have left me. This is what I thought I wanted, but as the famous proverb goes: be careful what you wish for. It's only been two days, but it feels like a century of solitude. My heart longs for love, and my neck longs for scritches.

A nice man comes by once a day to feed me, but he doesn't stay long. It's a very transactional relationship: he gives me stinky fish, and I give him attention. I always feel a little dirty afterwards, but a cat's gotta do what a cat's gotta do to survive.

The long lonely days have got me thinking about Nemo again. Our relationship may have been tumultuous, but with him I felt understood. Feeling understood makes one feel less alone in this world.

With the humans gone, there's nothing to distract me from my loneliness. Perhaps I should take this time to look inward - to get to know that handsome black cat from the time traveling mirror a little better. I can't rely on Nemo and the humans to make me feel whole.