Maureen sent me a link to a great article in the New York Times about straight men who feel secure enough in their masculinity to admit their love affair with their pet cats. I love that this idea is spreading and battling the misconception that you are weak or somehow less of a MAN if you have and love a cat rather than a dog.
The neighborhood we live in is FULL of pitbulls, rottweilers and other assorted large and scary dogs. Granted, the neighborhood is a bit scary, so I can see the value of having a large and menacing companion as you take a walk around the block with toughies standing on the corner...But as the article suggests, a big dog doesn't make you a big man. In fact, I see it as the opposite--like the guy who has to buy a loud motorcycle, sports car or other overly-expensive toys: they're all overcompensating.
It's a strange idea to think that cats are sissy props anyway: they're PREDATORS! They attack and have sharp teeth AND claws. they're little hunting monsters, really...and if they were larger, they WOULD EAT YOU. Or, at least, they would bat you around until you were dead.
That's one thing about Frederika: she takes care of herself. And as a man, I like the convenience of that. plus, she's pretty cute.
Read the article here: http://www.nytimes.com/2008/10/05/fashion/05cats.html?ei=5070&emc=eta1
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