In Memory of My Sweet Sassy

For 14 years, my sweet Sassy kept me company.  After losing our home and pets to a fire, we responded to an ad and adopted Sassy.  This Siamese cat had lived terrorized for some time in a house with big dogs and seemed to literally jump into my arms.  It was love at first sight.  However, she was scared to trust and spent  3 weeks in our house either on the top shelf of my closet or under my bed. 

I became ill suddenly and had to have an emergency surgery.  When I came home, and took over the easy chair, she jumped in my lap and we were instant pals.  At that moment, she nursed me back to health, purred me to sleep and we had long conversations about life.  For the next 14 years, Sassy and I read each other’s mind, as the radar I have always had regarding my pet cats was especially in tune with her.  She was funny and loved people, assuming everyone felt the same about her.  Oops.  She jumped in the lap of all visitors and would touch their nose with  hers, whether they liked it or not.  We giggled together, me a grown woman, and her a grown cat.  People often said she was “addicted” to me.  It was mutual.

She died of thyroid cancer this last December, and it pains me still.  I will talk of her here, but not now. 

I see her face, and clear blue eyes as she looked at me everyday with a look of pure love filling her face.  She would blink and paw me, even placing her paw in my hand when she would lie down beside me.  If I read  a book, she would often look at the pages as if to say “I just don’t understand the fascination mom, but if you like it, I like it.  Are you sure you don’t want to talk to me instead?”

She was the sweetest cat, and I miss her.

I will definitely ”meow about my cat” so  come back soon!

Old Sayings Not Flattering to Cats

Often spoken in Western Movies, the word ‘Cathouse’ was considered “not a nice place” to be, sometimes called a “house of ill repute.”

Since the 15th century, this slang term for a brothel has been in use when prostitutes were referred to as “cats,” and men were warned of the risks of “chasing the cat’s tail.”  Ewwww. 

This might offer an explanation as to why one of the slang terms for the female genitals is ‘tail’.  Another term, ‘pussy’ dates from the 17th century.  Do you detect a lack of respect for the female’s anatomy, not to mention behavior? 

I’m glad to be born way after this period of time. Meow!

-Sassy’s Mom, the cat’s meow.