And what happens to them, if you can't?
That is a hard and scary thought. And it isn't just old people that can become incapacitated or die. When I adopted my daughter part of the process was to specify who would take care of her if I died, and I had no clue who would. Even if you have someone there is no guarantee they will still be in a position to want to take on the responsibility.
But, when I lived in the countryside too many cats would show up and I couldn't keep them all, so I found a no-kill shelter that would take them. To place a cat with them I either had to make a cash donation or do volunteer work.
I suppose it would be a smart thing for me to do to find a place like that here in my new state and perhaps make a small monthly donation so that a no-kill rescue might be willing to take an orphaned pet. Ugh, another item to add to my to-do list (I also need to figure out if my will from another state is good and/or how to set up my car and condo to efficiently go to my daughter).
I hope to always have a pet. Right now I have a cat. We are restricted in this building to one pet unless we get a waiver (apparently not hard to get), and once I feel sure that I won't want to go traveling (guessing in 5 years) I plan to get a little dog.
Pets dying is not something I worry about until they are old or develop a fatal type condition, and then I apparently get my mourning done ahead of time during their last months, because once they die I get excited by the prospect of meeting a new pet.
And the wonderful thing about pets that makes them less of a worry to leave behind when I die, is that they adapt so well to a new owner.
I haven't yet had to make changes to caring for my cat, though I am getting really tired of bending down to pick up the fluff balls to throw for the cat, I should move one of the wand wormy toys to the bedroom because as soon as I get up he wants to play. Guess I should plan ahead to get a self-cleaning litterbox.
Gee I hope it doesn't become too hard to take care of a pet. I sometimes see a man coming out of the next building with his little dog in a sort of baby carriage. I'm guessing the man is too old to be pulled around by the leash or carry the dog (but perhaps it is the dog that needs the carriage).