Okay…you know I’m not really a controversial blogger (I’m a cat breed blogger. About as controversial as it gets around here is discussions of sex-linked-red, tortoiseshell, and silver Abyssinians), but there was an opinion piece published on Huffington Post on April 27 that…well…to be honest, it kind of pissed me off.
Because according to some woman called Susan Maushart, Pet Parents are NOT Moms.
Oh, yes, she did just say that.
Yeah, I’m not going to lie; I commented. Not with what was really on my mind, but I did point out that, as a matter of fact, part of domestication places us as parent figures in our pets’ lives, and the very process of domesticating animals involves breeding them to retain juvenile characteristics throughout their lives. I also said that perhaps she should do a little more research and a little less ranting.
I don’t have children. I have cats. But they are my responsibility. I feed them, I bathe them, I take care of them when they’re sick, I play with them, I teach them things and expose them to new things, and they repay me with love and attention. If I’m not a substitute parent to them, then what am I? Not an “owner,” certainly. They aren’t property, they’re family. They have names, personalities, likes, dislikes, quirks, favourite foods and toys…they’re not a car or a computer or a pair of shoes.
So, I may be a “crazy cat lady” but put me squarely in the “Cat mom” category. And you know what else? My mom is my cats’ and my sister’s cats’ grandmother. Just ask her if you don’t believe me.
Happy Mother’s Day to everyone who’s had to clean up your little one’s puke or mop up a little accident…regardless of species.