there are cat people and dog people. essentially a cat woman will not like a dog woman. that is not because they do not respect qualities attributed to the dog, but they are wise to know that the cat is immortal and almost divine. She dances between the heavens and the hells, she is also godly- and godless at the same time- almost schizophrenic. I am one of those.
Unlike the belief that cats are self-centered, place worshippers, cats have an essential strength of character. they often mark the people they wish to be loyal to - unlike the dog who will wag his tail at a stranger - the cat tests waters before slurping, a dog will just slurp! Cats are epitomes of hygiene, a dog will chase a butterfly around the muddy garden after you've given him a bath. Also dogs defy logic - they will jump out of the window when they know they do not fall on their paws, they chase cats, hens and other random animals for no apparent reason - to beat that - they chase vehicles, when they cant bite into the steel or the man inside the car! The smaller the dog the more idiotic he/she is - once I saw a one foot pom bark at our neighbours 4 feet tall and incredibly fat German Shepherd, one wack with the paw and the pom would be history.
Also dogs can never conduct themselves gracefully in public. A cat on the other hand teaches you the subtler lessons of attitude, silence, distance, self-esteem and charm. Cat lovers eventually grow-up to become reliant and caring but never dependant, whereas Dog lovers remain like dogs - a little wonky in the head. The last one I met dressed his dog in a cowboy style- with a cap, scarf, shirt and shoes, another one had to rush home coz his dog would not eat without him. I gladly said 'scurry ho...'
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an old incident
'Once I had a cat,
fair, lean with Topaz for eyes, spoke her mind with every sway of her tail.
Had pledge her place in our home. On the television top- was for her night's sleep, the varanda swing was for afternoon siesta. one could dare not occupy her chair, the brave hearted who did- have her marks to prove their valor. She loathed ignorance and stupidity
- "OH what a pretty cat" - her look at the guest would remark, "What did you expect, Ugly duckling, a mirror of you?" She abhorred disrespect, and once while asleep upon the TV set with the match running.
the sound of cheer infuriated her, she got off her abode, snarled, and clawed - that was her end in my father's house. He picked her up by the neck and swung her off the balcony in the courtyard - we never saw her again neither did another cat walk into our house.
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By her brush you and you shall live, by her snarl you shall repent, the wise have learnt and so shall you, never call a dare, for the one is with a magic paw!
