Cats are darn good medicine. I think we all can agree on that. We cat lovers have experienced their magical healing powers during times of physical, mental, and emotional unease. And our kitties seem to know exactly when we’re hurting, and they jump in to give us the care we need. I’m constantly reminded of how connected I am with my Cosmo. It’s a complete soul connection — he’s my soul kitty.
I’m well familiar with feline healing, and I have been on the receiving end more than a few times lately. Let’s just say I’ve had a hell of a year so far, and my cats have kept me heavily medicated with kitty love — no prescription required! Cosmo provides most of my doses, and his bedside manner is first-rate, folks.
Here are five ways my cat comforts me when I need it most, starring Cosmo.
Cat-cuddling is a heal-all. I swear it! When I’m feeling blue, petting a cat gives me a boost of happiness. And when anxiety overtakes me, a cat-in-the-lap is like a fuzzy little Xanax. I clearly see why cats are excellent therapy animals. Cosmo is one of the best therapists I’ve had — and I definitely wouldn’t invite any of the human ones to sit in my lap.
Cosmo gets bored easily and sometimes encourages me to toss his favorite sparkle ball for him. I’m telling you — he’s like an agility dog. He can catch the ball mid-air and bring it right back to me. When I notice he’s in a playful mood, I grab the ball and we play until he crashes. This activity gets me off the sofa, moving around, and laughing. Laughter! It’s true what they say about it. What’s better than laughter and cats? Not much.
Cosmo is a stare-master. He’s constantly interested in what I’m doing, and he usually wants to know how he can play a part in it. Sometimes the laser-eyed stare can feel unsettling, especially when I’m trying to work. Other times, the stare snaps me out of my funk and reminds me there’s a furry fella who wants my attention. And because he knows when I’m feeling down, he stares at me until I shift my energy to something more positive — namely him.
There’s something therapeutic about the vibration of a cat’s purr. The blissful energy soothes and comforts us. When I need a little TLC, I like to hold my purring kitty to my chest and feel the love rumbles against my heart. To me, the heart-to-heart position makes the purr-therapy even more effective. If I’m not able to hold Cosmo against my chest, I keep him close to my body so the purrs merge with my personal energy. It’s meditative. In fact, Cosmo’s purrs have lulled me to sleep on a few occasions. Of course I usually wake up finding he’s stolen most of my pillow space. That’s okay, though — it’s a small price to pay for his level of care.
To me, it’s reassuring just knowing a cat is sharing my space. He doesn’t have to do anything special — his being-ness is enough. When I see him loafed on the kitchen rug, eating his breakfast, or batting a toy, I know I’m not alone. I know there’s another living being nearby who definitely would cuddle me if I asked but is content simply to keep watch over the human who’s his everything. That kind of therapy, my friends, has no price tag.
How does your cat comfort you when you’re feeling blue? Tell us in the comments!
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About the Author: Angie Bailey is an eternal optimist with an adoration of all things silly. Loves pre-adolescent boy humor, puns, making up parody songs, thinking about cats doing people things and The Smiths. Writes Catladyland, a cat humor blog, Texts from Mittens (originated right here on Catster) and authored whiskerslist: the kitty classifieds, a silly book about cats wheeling and dealing online. Partner in a production company and writes and acts in comedy web series that features sketches and mockumentaries. Mother to two humans and three cats, all of which want her to make them food.