The Tarot: An Essential Cat Lady Tool

Let's face it. Cat Ladys read the tarot. Now most people are a little skeptical about this mysterious deck of cards... or they confuse the tarot with convoluted stereotypes of crazy women as gypsy fortune tellers with crystal balls. There are no balls here. Just cards. The tarot holds a rich history of spiritual symbols and offers stories and characters that illustrate life and humanity. The tarot can give us a little nudge on what is really happening in our lives. It's not really fortune telling at all - its all in how we interpret the cards for ourselves. The "fortune telling" comes in when we have someone else read our cards and they project their interpretation of the reading onto us; which I love, because it usually alerts me to things I never would have considered on my own.

The below link has some great spreads on money questions and more specifically, how we feel towards finances. Enjoy. Tarot and Money Matters

And, yes people have gone as far as adapting these powerful symbols into cats. Personally, I think that the kitty deck above is a little hilarious and fantastic and perhaps a tad inappropriate. I prefer the Rider-Smith deck myself.

Cats and DragKings

This weekend's Kings of the Hill Show gets five big stars. There were tons of lesbian cat-lady jokes, including a creative litter-box & laser pointer interpretation of the Broadway Musical Cats. And just when you thought it was over, the Kings break out into fully choreographed Micheal Jackson's Thriller. Just fabulous.

The cats have been lounging and sauntering around all weekend in the summer heat. This morning baconbit was chattering away hunting flies.

Miss Rex on T? Trex: The Gender-bending Kitty!

It is estimated that there are 76,430,000 pet cats in the United States. China ranks as the second country with the highest pet cat population. Last night I had a dream T-rex had kittens and it was actually very stressful, as if I was pregnant myself. Bacon Tee and I were traveling to New York City on a ferry and I had all my luggage and tickets and I had to keep track of them and their kittens that were crawling and jumping and meowing all over the boat. StressFUL!

Soo it's funny that T-rex was preggos in the dream because, well... T-rex is kind of sort of a male cat. Yes, my little gurl kitty was born male. It's very confusing when we go to the vet. Trex was born male, but she's a little macho grrl kitty. Gender is just a construction of social norms anyway, right? And pet personalities are just a projection of their people's personalities, right? Well, I obviously have a trans gender cat then. But seriously, when you meet Tee, she is honestly a girl cat. No lies. Most people just assume she was born female based on the pronouns we use for her at the house, even the vet, not to mention her dykey personality.

Bit and Tee have a vet appointment coming up next week. We are all very excited about it because we are using Dr. Kate, the house call vet. She's bringing her professional kitty handler for T-rex's shot. Dr. Kate says cat bites are very serious and it's best to use a trained kitty handler. I'm envisioning a big, round, burley woman with raptor gloves and a bee tamer mask on. Hopefully this vision is not correct or Tee will be scared and attack. Both Bit and Tee need a rabies shot.. and they do not do well with shots. Last time I took them to the vet T-rex howled and attacked and Bacon meowed and hid in the corner. It was very traumatic for everyone involved. We are hoping the house call is a bit more pleasant.

Also funny story, today my co-worker sent me a kitten photo. She's trying to find a home for the mom and kittens. Weird that I just dreamt about kittens. Maybe it's a sign I need to get a third little muffin to complete our catlady family.

Weeding the House with the kitties!

So Bacon, Tee and I are getting ready for the house move in late August. They are anxious about the move. We've had a lot of discussion around it.

The cats' Grammy came down yesterday to help get rid of tables and chairs. Bacon frantically paced around while Tee sat right in the middle of everything, spreading her large kitty belly out and claiming all the furniture I needed to move. My mom hesitantly tip toed around Tee. Trex doesn't really like her Grammy, despite the many toys she buys for them.

The cats are pretty possessive about their toys and stuff. I've been trying to teach them the Buddhist philosophies around consumerism and capitalism. A cramped kitty condo is a cramped spirit. I'm excited about the chance to weed through some things and have a fresh start. The apartment is a little crazy right now. There is just too much stuff and I feel a little claustrophobic.

In an attempt to free their spirits, Bacon and Tee gave away their favorite pink kitty tent to Smooch. Smooch is a rock star kitty living on the hill, she's the proud cat of Kitty Van Dyke (burlesque Dancer and Artist soon hitting the streets of Montreal) Here are some photos of the tent and the delightful little Miss Smooch.