I do not understand my attraction to cats. I don't mean that I am attracted to them, not in the least. But cats are attracted to me. They seek me out and rub against my legs, and if I am seated will leap or climb or sidle onto my lap and purr, noisily.
They make a perfect circle on my knees and would just stay there, if I had the stamina, for hours on end. My daughter has four cats, all related, and they live next door. They are loved and cherished and cuddled and taken up to bed. So why do they choose to seek me out when I do not even welcome them?
My mother believed I had an aversion to cats because she found one curled up on my face when I was asleep in my cot. I was less than a year old. However I am not convinced. Apparently I was not distressed and did not call out. Cats have climbed in and on my bed occasionally and half asleep I have welcomed the warmth and the soothing purring, even if I have not sought it out.
In the olden days of the Royal Shakespeare Theatre, it was possible to get tickets for amazing productions, by sleeping out all night in the queue, (that will be the subject of another blog as it is a long story!); and the years that I was pregnant there, the theatre cat would come and sleep on my bump! It was quite extraordinary that she would seek me out even amongst an untidy crowd of people, and find her way on to me. It felt very comfortable as the cat purred and the baby moved, and everyone was quite relaxed.
Strange creatures, cats
Oh, how lovely. I love cats. There is a stray cat which we feed where I am currently living. It was very unhealthy looking and a bit bedraggled, thanks to my 'cat whispering' it is now looking so much better, doesn't run away when I approach it. Even relaxes in the garden.
ReplyDeleteI always think that cats choose you and it's a spiritual thing, Like a kindred spirit. My Mother says that they keep coming to me because of the salmon I feed them;-)