"Toxoplasma is a single-celled parasite that infects at least one-third of the world’s human population. It’s famous for its ability to manipulate its hosts".. Is this why they didn't want us learning about HCQ and Ivermectin? Both are known to kill parasites.
(api.nationalgeographic.com)
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Not to be cavalier about this topic. I should probably be more concerned.
I am sure that I have toxoplasma.
I have cats and as much as I clean I am sure I don't get everything. Their little shit feet get on everything and if it is not their feet, they are licking their little shit feet and giving me kisses. I am convinced that it is part of their grand little plan.
The reason I feel I have this is that my cats have complete control of me. I do everything they need or desire. Even though I try to resist, it is impossible. For instance, I have a fat cat who needs to diet and no matter how hard I try, he convinces me that he is starving. I give in constantly and have deep regret later.
I go to work in order to provide them with the life they are accustomed to, surely I am under their control.
They even made you include them in your username ?
My 2 cents.
There is that, but at least they shit in a box and not on your bed.
Another thing is you don't have to walk them and pick up their gooey poop in a plastic bag.
I love all creatures (humans get a little less but that is another matter) so no disrespect for doggies, just dissing dealing with poop. Spiders freak me out beyond reason but I will not kill them.
Despite my "codependency" (according to another user) with my kitties I would not have it any other way.
The things they do, the situations I find myself in with them; I often feel like I live in a cartoon. I am always laughing, sometimes uncontrollably.
If you are ever looking for a truer friend, an animal will certainly give you that. They love so unconditionally.
I used to travel for work and worried about what would happen to them if I were to die unexpectedly. I resolved that by putting them in my will. Now I am secure knowing they will go to someone who wants them and will be able to provide for them until they no longer need it. They are that important to me.
They have given me so much joy, love, crazy, uncontrollable laughter that scooping out a shit box is the least I can do. I will admit that the ONLY time I am masked and gloved is when I am scooping poop.