Depending on the type of disaster, I plan to bug-in. I don't have many places to go, and I have a small but growing cache of supplies. That being said, I'm a cat person. I love him dearly, and wouldn't trade him for the world. But if I saw that he was just as hungry as I was, I might consider a .22 to his head to end his misery and fill the belly of myself or my loved ones for a meal.
I know, I know. Sounds sick and twisted. But what we arm-chair spectators don't realize is that we are capable of unimaginable things when we are faced with unimaginable obstacles. I don't eat from the dumpster and I've got a warm bed to sleep in at night, so eating from the trash or sleeping on a park bench sounds simply impossible. However, I've also been fortunate enough to never have to do those things. So who am I to say that I wouldn't if I were pushed that far?