Single Female does not automatically equate cats

 Over the last month, I have been asked at least a dozen times if I have a cat.  When the answer comes back that I absolutely do not, the follow up question is always why when it would be such great company for my situation.  Most are appalled at my response and I have probably managed to offend a soul or two, but seriously who thinks it is kosher to insinuate that one is an old maid and therefore must have a cat, if not cats?!

With the exception of my darling nieces and nephews that are now getting to the age that they comprehend that I’m not married and don’t understand why, the marriage questions largely went away as I climbed into my mid-30s.  However it is slowly being replaced with the question of not just animals, but specifically with cats.  Let me clue everyone in . . . in my world the only good kind of cat is a dead one.*

I have a super fabulous friend that had some great responses to the question of why she wasn’t married while in her late 20s.  My favorite one was she used to tell people that she wanted just one more summer in her hot pink tube top.  It used to make me smile and still does just thinking about how it sent the asker away flustered because they were certainly not expecting that answer.  I wish I could come up with something as clever when asked about cats.

*For those cat lovers of the world out there, don’t get your panties in a wad that I feel that way.  Hey it just means that there are more of them for you to take home and for you to love.  To each their own and my own does not like cats.