Both of these options involve taking the time to remove all tape, stickers, and other add ons.

I run cardboard through the bandsaw and slap the strips together to make new scratchpad inserts. Walmart now wants $10-13 for a small one, up from $3-5. It also breaks down boxes fast. Use a tiny bit of nontoxic school glue, in the middle of the strips. Too much glue and they’ll be too hard and the cat won’t use them. If I had to do the cutting by hand, I wouldn’t do it.

Break boxes down flat to kill swaths of lawn for garden space. Cover with garden dirt & compost. Alternatively, cover with wood chips, gravel, or rocks for borders or pathing.

Google does similar, stating it’s for safety.

“Make me an offer” is the worst.

Medically, 51 isn’t old.

Not me. That’s is above my pay grade.

The main point is someone has to decide.

Organ transplant.

There’s a board who decides which patients qualify for the list. If you are someone who sat in a chair gaming, from teens to 30s, pickling your liver with alcohol for the duration, thus killing it, you won’t make that waiting list. Two reasons. You can’t be trusted to care for the new liver. You’re not a useful member of society.

Organ transplants happen when someone young and healthy dies, is in a position that those organs can be preserved, and the family, in the midst of their horror, shock, and grief, both allows the conversation and then agrees to the donation.

As such, if that sit in a chair gaming and pickling themself individual has a billionaire dad, maybe they go black market? Otherwise it’s hospice care.