Why Women Love Cats

This morning, I was sitting on my couch drinking my coffee (happiness!), and my cat Pumkin came over for her morning love. We have a thing in our house where I sit in Baddha Konasana (cobbler’s pose) on the couch—completely slouched, mind you, and covered in soft cashmere blankets—and make a “nest” for kids or cats (or kids pretending to be birds) to hang out in. Pumkin came over and started kneading my belly, the way cats will. And I thought to myself…”yesssssss!” I mean, how often do we women get our bellies gently, lovingly, purringly massaged? Even my masseuse, whom I adore, avoids the stomach area. This is just one reason, I thought to myself, why woman love cats. Here are a few more:

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1. If we had tails, we would use them to communicate the way cats do.Cats’ tails are so much more expressive than dogs’ tails. I love my dog, but there are only one or two different motions that tail makes. Cats…well, there’s the “I’m tolerating you, but I don’t really like it” swish. Then there is the “interesting, very, very interesting” full-bodied wag. Then there is the “I’m getting angry and I really mean it” snap of the tail. There are lots more tail expressions, but those are just a few of my favorites.

2. They don’t beg, they demand. Here is the brutal truth, all woman crave an “alpha” (which is why we love romance novels so much). But with cats it’s even better: There is no guessing—you know what they want, when they want it, and how they want it. It’s such a relief because we can just give up for a while.

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Borg D.

8:22AM PST on Nov 30, 2012

I love cats too..
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Peggy S.

12:59AM PST on Nov 29, 2012

I am 70 years old and have had cats for the last 40 years. I've cared for them through ailments like diabetes, COPD, arthritis, URIs and various other ailments. In return, they've given me undying devotion, love, comfort when I lost my mother, sister and father and so many other things. Each of my babies has been an individual with their own quirks and ways of showing affection. I've had lap babies and ones that sat a foot or two away and demanded a petting. I've been with them for their final journey to the Rainbow Bridge and cried for a very long time after each loss. But, I know they are waiting for me there. Currently, I have a 10 year old Maine Coon and an 8 year old part Siamese, both rescues. I can't imagine my life without them.