I will not lie. I got teary eyed from this.

[Deanrw]

Ive not seen that,as far as fully mounting another cat and digging all fours into them so aggresivly.No one knows the animal Psyche and what in reality they are capable of "feeling".Its the actions that lead to conclusion and can be instinct,mimicking observed behavior or an actual thought process like....yes...you and I have,to one lesser degree or another.Some days,who's the real animal after all.I very much believe animals have a grieving process and mourn.Ive seen the calmest of dogs take protective postures over deceased pets in family...saw one actually drag another traumatized and deceased animal,frantically circle wailing and nudging him,almost to say get the f up.On the other hand Ive seen some just simply lay down and stare,whimpering and returning to owner...back and forth....eventually walking away.Shit some people see others in clear despair,passed out unconscious and in my own neighborhood shot dead...people go on like its just another day,walk 'around' the corpse.That cat has more compassion...clearly.

Yeah sadly you probably have a good point there., the inability to feel empathy and loss extends to at least some humans for sure.

For me though, I had to pour cold water on a sentimental video you understand, I highly doubt a cat is even capable of knowing what death is.

That is arrogance on our part to assume we are the only creatures capable of complex emotions. I have seen many animals display happiness, distress, you name it. Just because they cannot communicate their thought process in a way that we can understand, does not mean it does not exist, but only proves ignorance on our part. Here is an example. I once had a budgie. He was a great guy and could actually pick up and speak complete sentences. That was very odd for a budgie but was still just mimicking. The thing about him though was he had a temper. If you did something to piss him off, you learned very soon that he would get payback. Not immediately either. The normally happy bird would sit on his perch and just stare perfectly silent. If my girlfriend at the time then let him out of his cage to let him exercise his wings, I would have to keep my eyes open because he could fly so quick, right up under my nose and tear at the cartilage in an instant. It was painful as hell and half the time hard enough to make me bleed, but he would become happy again and start yapping. This could even be the next day. That was a tiny budgie holding a grudge.