I’m a single lady with a cat. One. No more.
I have one cat-loving friend in Brooklyn (you know who you are) who urges me to get another cat to keep Chairman Meow company. Without hesitation, my retort is an unquestioning ‘NO!’. I try to make her understand that it’s a slippery slope and the more cats I amass, even at my tender age of 26, the closer I get to being a cat lady.
Another dear friend even sent me a board game called ‘The Crazy Cat Lady Game“. Is this some sort of warning to head?
I ask you as my peers, when does one become a ‘cat lady’. Is there an age window and/or a minimum of cats to be considered one? Clearly I need to know so as to prevent said title.
Better yet- why can’t someone be a ‘cat man’. That doesn’t even have a negative ring to it! Or, why can’t someone be condemned for having too many dogs or rabbits? Even those crazies who have a zoo in their house don’t have a derogatory, socially-accepted name to define them.
Just because I love the cuddly, independent-natured beauty of the feline, I have to be on the look-out for this social stigma! Blast!
Chairman meow, this one goes out to you. My ONE cat, and only cat. Never a cat lady shall I be.