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My cats are my cats. My kids are grown, and my cats are now quite spoiled. They are family members, but they are furry family members. Babies start out as helpless, but we nuture them and they grow to become independent. We "train" our children differently than we do our pets, we have different expectations for them and from them. I don't love my sisters the same way as I love my children. I don't love my children the same way I love my mom. I don't love my cats the same way I love my kids, that doesn't mean I love them more or less... love is love. If I were in a burning building and my cat were in one room, and my helpless infant were in another, I would save the infant. Same scenario, but with a 13 year old child and my cat... I would probably grab the cat while calling out to the child. If the child were passed out and couldn't move on their own, I would grab the child but call out to the cat. IDK... I would have to say, and hope my cats agree, that being my cat is enough.