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My cats are like my children and to give them up would be like giving up my kids. I would keep looking untill I found a place that allowed cats. I do understand why landlords dont allow pets they dont want to have the hassle of the animal messing up the appartment or the yard and I completely understand that. That is why I will keep looking.

if it was a hard place to find and only one vacant and it was last option i would take it but i would search for more houses first. but i would leave my dogs with my parents as it wouldnt be to far from them and come visit them everyday. and i know they will be looked after.

I definetly agree with you. I would never go if my pets couldn't. I would have to keep looking for a place that accepted them also.

I am not going anywhere without my little fur babies. My cats are the light of my life. I don't even like to travel without them.

Since I love my pets as much as I do my kids there is no question that if I had to move, the new destination has to be able to accept my pets. My mother was in a situation similar to what you are asking about eighteen years ago: She was a single mother raising just me, I was twelve at the time, we had one pet, a seventeen year old mutt that she had adopted from the humane society before I was born. This dog was not just a pet to me, he was my friend and the closest thing I had to a sibling, we were very bonded, my mother also loved him. The house we were currently in was falling apart and we had to move, the only place she could afford at the time was an apartment that wouldn't accept animals under any circumstances. She really had no choice, since he was so old and his health was declining, she had to put him down before we moved. I was devastated, I cried for weeks and still tear up when I think of him. I thought I would never forgive her but when I became an adult I had to look at it from her perspective and have since moved on. I know that making that decision, taking him to the vet and sitting with him while he passed was a very hard thing for her to do, I just hope that I never have to be in that same position.

Oh well for me that's simple. If I couldn't move in somewhere because of my cat I wouldn't move in. If I met a guy who hated cats, we couldn't date. My cat means everything to me and there's no way I'd just give him up...for anything. Actually when I moved in where I live now I asked my landlord if I could have a cat (before I moved) and he said it would be no problem. The day I went to sign my lease and such he tried to say that I couldn't have my cat and he had never said that I could have a cat and I said "well I'm not moving in then" and he changed his tune. Said I could have one but that if 'god forbid' anything happen to him, I wasn't allowed to have another. I couldn't live without an animal. So I'd be getting another even if I just had to get another gray one so he wouldn't know, that'd be fine. but my cat should still be around for a whole lot more years!