Dear Mr. Paul,
I thought to write this to you because during our therapy sessions, you have always wanted me to document my train of thought. So I'm writing this to see if we could talk about this in our next session. Maybe it has a deeper meaning. Ok, here it goes.
Is it weird that I'm a cat person or does it say a lot about my personality?
Cats are just ridiculously cute. The cat specie, whether it is the majestic Lion with its sun-kissed mane or the long legs of a Cheetah or the enigmatic Black Panther, has always fascinated me.
Now despite this fascination, I had never really given a second thought to the house cat. I always admired wild cats but never the one that I wasn’t terrified of owning.
Prior to now, the regular cats had seemed ordinary and I instead fancied a dog. I loved the tenacity of a Rottweiler, the smartness of a German Shepherd and the beauty of a Husky. No love for any dog I can put in a hand bag.
While I can say I still love to own one or more of the aforementioned canines, I have recently found myself leaning towards getting a cat. Whenever I say this, people around me get weirded out. Maybe because it has an eerie look, or because of the sociocultural perception of cats or maybe because movies have made owning a couple of felines something a lonely old woman would do.
Obviously there is a huge disparity between cats and dogs in terms of attitude, the care required, food type and many more and I don't think enumerating them would make this an easy read but I’d love to talk about one. Their want for attention.
I won't lie, I've never owned either. I always see them from afar and have always hoped to have one but mitigating factors like lack of time, lack of funds and a desire to be responsible only for myself amongst other things have somewhat dissuaded me from pursuing this peripheral desire.
From what I've heard and read, dogs love attention and seek it a lot, while cats pretty much act on their own and actually doesn’t care much as long as it is fed and properly cleaned, I think. I think I love the attitude of the latter more and I recently started thinking that it might actually say a lot about the relationships I prefer.
I'm sure that took a drastic turn, right? Ok.
Thinking back, all the relationships or friendships that has lasted long for me has been those where the other person has acted aloof in many instances. Those that have had attitudes akin to the nonchalance of a cat have always made me eager to hold on to the relationship.
On the opposite, the person that seems eager to please me has often found themselves out in the cold. Isn't it weird? I don't know if it is human nature or it is peculiar to myself alone but maybe I’d get better with time.
Maybe I’d learn to tolerate people who want my attention instead of given all of me to those who could care less. I'm sorry I'm bothering you with this.
See you on Thursday.
Sincerely, Jacqueline