“I am four cats old, measuring out my life in friends that have succeeded but not replaced one another!” Irving Townsend
You have probably seen pictures of Egyptian tombs and have expressed surprise to see how many statues of cats are found in them. Cats were given special status in Egyptian society and even worshipped. Americans today spend over sixty million dollars a year on their cats according to the latest statistics, but unlike the Egyptians, keep their “worship” of their feline friends to themselves.
Americans have also divided themselves into cat people and dog people – with some families having a few of each – but there are significant differences between the two. Cat people have an intense emotional relationship with their cats. Because cats (at least, most cats) do not take instruction, much of the communication between cats and humans is intuitive. Humans seem to instinctively know what their cats want. Cats are also keenly aware of their human’s emotions, and depending on the nature and personality of the cat, will either try to “be good and provide comfort when needed,” or will ignore the human and make the human grow needier and more dependent.
Dogs, from what I can glimmer, listen. They do as they are told. Few dogs that I am aware of take pleasure in teasing and testing their human as does the occasional (or typical?) cat. Though many dog people have intense relationships with their pet, the master/servant role is clear cut. Between cats and humans, one is never sure who is the boss (from my experience, it’s usually the cat though some smart cats know it is in their best interest to act otherwise).
Which brings me to the review of Linda Mohr’s book. If you are reading this review you likely have a cat and already know the joys and pleasures of being able to enjoy unconditional love with your chosen creature – or the creature who has chosen you! Tatianna came into Mohr’s life when she was thirty-five and sparked what would be even more happy events. Soon a man named Ken came into Mohr’s life, a delightful-sounding man who left cute notes under the windshield of her car in the mornings. When Ken was briefly injured in a motorcycle accident, it was Tatianna who helped Mohr keep everything together.
Of course, everything in life comes to an end, and the last chapters of bhe book echoes Mohr’s heroic efforts to keep her friend comfortable during her last days. Yet what I found most poignant is Mohr’s attitude once she found her way to work through her grief. In life, Tatianna was never allowed to go on the three week plus trips Mohr took each year. Now that Tatianna was in spirit form, she could go wherever Mohr went, see the things she saw, and share the experience. This is a very positive outlook and a very satisfying way to end the journey between a woman and a very special cat.