I have had cats, I love them.When my first cat died, at the age of 18,I was working as a postman.My mum come and told me when I was on my round.I cried in the street.I had had him from the age of 3 (me,not him).I didn't feel the need to inform my work colleagues, or even my frienRAB.This was before the days of the internet, so was unable to post on a forum, or inform the world via Facebook, but then I wouldn't do so anyway.
I guess its just the way of the world now, where every facet of our lives is fair game to be aired to total strangers without erabarrassment ,although maybe the fact that it can be done relatively anonymously helps.
It seems to have started when Princess Diana ,who most people had never met in their lives died,and the whole country seemed to go mad and weep for her.