I got to know a good, honest, and gentle young man who suffers from a psychological illness that makes him believe in enemies and evils that don’t exist. He’s been hospitalized several times, and when he does not take his medication, his state of mind plummets.
He calls me sometimes to talk, and in one of those conversations said he often felt lonely.
I asked if he liked dogs – said they make great companions. He replied that he did, but he couldn’t have one in his apartment. “But I could have a cat. I’d like that.”
So we agreed he would get a kitten. I’m paying the cost, including food, toys, kitty litter.
I think Tom’s kitten will make his life less lonely, more happy. And thinking of him being happy makes me feel good.