Today is Friday, September 24,2010
I once heard some comments about an unmarried childless woman who was in an upper level management position with a large company. She was quite successful and well-liked. In her office she had a picture of her dog on her desk. Her co-workers had some, in my opinion, strange thoughts about this.
Some people thought it a sad commentary on her life, that her dog was obviously like a substitute child. Others laughed behind her back saying she must not have much of a life, that she must be a loser and pathetically lonely with only her dog to love.
This made me think about me and my cats and what people might be thinking. I do not have pictures of them on my desk at work, although I do have pictures on my desk at home. And I do admit that when people talk about their children I tend to say something about my cats. My cats are sort of like children to me. They are important to me and add a lot to my life. I love them and do consider them part of the family. If this makes people think I am a loser or pathetically lonely or that I am a silly woman with serious relationship issues in need of counseling…well, I stand proudly before you and say “Hi, my name is Patricia, and my cats are my children.”
Frankly, if someone thinks I am a loser or pathetically lonely or sad or silly or sick because of how I feel about my catkids… well, I say pfffrrrttt…who cares what you think!