Cats

I can you hear you groaning already over the title of this post. Ugh not more talk about cats, Kate! Guys, I promise it’s not what you think. And if you hate cats, guess what? No pics of my cats in this post, so read on without fear of seeing my little fluffballs.
If you know me, you know I love cats. But if you know me in real life, you know I love both dogs and cats. I happen to be a proud cat owner, but I’d love to have a dog too. I’ve never been able to answer if I think dogs or cats are better because they’re two totally different creatures. How could I ever compare the two?

Growing up, we always had multiple cats, but only one dog at a time. Because I had both a dog and cats, I was labeled a dog person, the cats somehow became secondary. But something happened now that I only have cats and no dog: I’ve been labeled a cat person.
I cringe when I hear: Oh, you’re a cat person. Like it’s some sort of insult and I’m a second class citizen because of it. It’s so funny to me how we label people like this and I can never “be a dog person” because I have cats.

Because of this lovely labeling, I’ve decided this year to fully embrace my cat lady-ness. And yes, that means wearing some super cute cat-embroidered clothing if I want. But it also means just being me, whatever that entails. To me, being a cat person means being a little bit of a rebel and having an I-don’t-give-an-F attitude just like a cat. You see, cats march to the beat of their own drum and they do what they want and don’t let anyone tell them different. They’re a little bit sweet and a little bit sassy, but they’re tough little creatures and that’s just fine by me.
So, no matter if you’re a cat or a dog person, or maybe a goldfish, lizard, hamster, or no-pets-at-all person, embrace it and own it, but don’t pass judgement because someone doesn’t fit in your box.

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