Why I Talk To My Cat Maybe You Should Too

She is a great listener and non-judgmental.

My best friend. Her name is Isabella. She is beautiful, intelligent, and has a remarkable ability to listen and communicate.

Not a cat lover? Then you will not understand. That is unfortunate because they are delightful companions. You are indeed missing something extra special.

I talk to my cat because it is better than talking to myself which I sometimes do.

Once I was outside walking along the edge of the pond enjoying the sounds and movement of unknown origins. However, frogs made the loudest contribution.

I was talking as I slowly made my way and ended standing near the road. Close enough so the person who happened to be walking by heard me exclaim rather loudly to one of those frogs.

She smiled, I smiled back, and we waved to each other. I went back to talking as I meandered back the other way.

I talk about everything as I garden, mow the lawn, or sit under a tree with Isabella, my cat, and Benson, my dog.

Isabella is the best listener and pays close attention. She will often rub against me, touch me with her paw, and talk to me too. She has developed quite a vocabulary.

Her big green eyes will envelop you into their depth and warmth.

If I am having a bad day, she is the one that will make me feel better.

Don’t get me wrong, I am a dog lover too, and yes, Benson and all the other dogs who came before him held part of my heart as well.

Both dogs and cats can be true friends and add depth to your life, but cats have always captivated me.

Why you might be thinking?

Cats are very perceptive and great listeners. They will recognize your mood and whether you are having a good day or a bad one. I cannot say that about most humans.

For the most part, humans are too much into their own heads. We are not good at grasping the emotions of other people. Let’s face it, most of the time we are busy trying to understand our own feelings.

I talk to my cat about everything, and she, over the years, has become very in-tune with me. These last two years with everything that I have been experiencing have been difficult, to say the least.

You can read about that experience here:

Isabella grounds me; she brings me back to a calmer place. She soothes my soul.

Okay, I am not a crazy cat lady.

By the way, why is it that we refer to a woman who owns multiple cats as “a crazy cat lady”? But I have never heard that said about a man? Nor have I ever heard the term, crazy dog lady.

“The greatest gift of animals is they remind us we can love and be loved unconditionally,” ~ former Surgeon General Vivek Murthy.

Communicating with a cat reduces stress and helps if you are struggling with depression. You can trust me on that.

I sometimes wonder what I would do without the comfort Isabella gives me.

I do not live alone. I live with my husband. His health, his limited ability to communicate, and my inability to have a meaningful conversation with him, cause me to feel lonely.

In 2020 he had two strokes and as a result, was suffering from anxiety. His thought process has changed and his comprehension is limited. Specific topics cause him stress which can be a health issue for him.

We talk, yes, but we do not have stimulating conversations. Some days are very quiet.

Even though we are always together, I am lonely, and, in his own way, perhaps so is he. I am sure he must be.

According to Nancy Gee, a human-animal interaction research manager, loneliness is as dangerous to health as smoking 15 cigarettes a day,

“When we think about loneliness, we need attachment figures and pets meet that need,” says Gee. “You don’t have to worry about confidentiality or judgement. It just is what it is.”

My cat provides me with the conversation I need, which eases my loneliness.

Watching Isabella play, holding her as she sleeps on my lap, hearing her purr, taking walks with her, or sitting in the garden. All the comforting things we share ease whatever negative feelings I may be experiencing.

Crazy cat lady? Sure why not? It sounds good to me.

“What greater gift than the love of a cat?” ~ Charles Dickens