I’ve always considered myself a cat person. When I imagine myself in my elder years, I see myself as the crazy lady that pushes a cat around in a pram. Assuming the cat would stay in the pram of course, which it probably wouldn’t. But hey, realism isn’t a requirement in my daydreams.
So I thought, “What fun to do a post about the magical nature of cats.” Because there is a magical nature to cats. I’m thinking ancient Egypt and their worship of the almighty kitty. Stuff like that. Little did I realize that the research would lead to me having to read about all the horrible things people have done to cats through the ages in the name of magic and superstition. And I had a moment of regretting my choice.
Then that made me grumpy. Because cats are awesome. Cats are magical. So I decided to press on and see if I could put together a post about the magical nature of cats that didn’t make me hate humans. Continue reading