Okay, I confess, I need an easy and light-hearted blogging topic tonight. And, since I’m up to the letter K, I thought I’d write about kitties. I think cats and pagans go hand in hand. Most of the pagans I know, unless for some reason like landlords or allergies, have cats. In fact, many of them have more than one cat. At one time we were a seven kitty household, with a blended hers and his household (I had three, he had two, and then we adopted one). However, my three and his two were seniors when we moved in together and slowly, they all crossed the Rainbow Bridge. Now, we have four. The one we adopted, then two more we adopted as “bonded buddies”, and an older senior cat who fell into the most awesome senior cat retirement home he could find. That’d be our house. LOL! He was a cat my grandma was feeding and who needed to come indoors.
I suppose it’s not surprising that pagans end up with cats. In addition to the folklore surrounding them, the myths and legends, there are also Goddesses like Bast, who bring feline energies into our houses.
Not all witches have cats. Some prefer dogs, and that’s okay too, because canine myths and legends abound from Anubis to Coyote to Hounds in all sorts of culture’s mythology.
But for me, I love my kitties. Why yes, I have other pets too, but there’s just something about a cat curled up on your feet or next to you while you’re sleeping, watching this at once haughty and decorous creature scamper across the floor after a crumpled piece of paper or brightly colored “mouse”, and the healing warmth that comes from a loud purr, that makes me enjoy their company.