03 March, 2010

Pluto Opposed to Saturn

Last post February sixth? That seems to answer what the above has brought - paralysis of some kind, life shrinking to a bare minimum of going to the studio, working on the GK proofreading job, working on the everlasting play I've been getting out and putting away for years, and of course the cats, who I realized could be symbolizing the Pluto opposed to Saturn aspect, although it's difficult to think of Sweet Pea as Saturn.

He certainly symbolizes some of the structure I've built up in my life. I've been his human (as I've learned to identify myself, thanks to Uranus sextile the Ascendant bringing people the likes of whom I've never known into my life) for almost two years now, a record in my being the human in a cat's life life. He's gone from being a traumatized nine-month-old to a still fearful of everyone but me going-on-three year old, but until Pluto disguised as Patches appeared last November, he's always been Only Cat in Household. (It was my less-than-brilliant idea that fostering a cat would provide Sweet Pea, used to roaming his own six acres of New Mexico and now confined to a railroad flat for six months, with company and a playmate.)

According to the holistically inclined cat people I've now spoken to, I ought to have had someone other than me bring Patches into the apartment while Sweet Pea and I were here. That someone ought to have deposited the carrier with Patches still inside somewhere near our feet and we *should* have had a long and meaningless chat about anything but the new arrival, totally ignoring the carrier, and giving Sweet Pea a chance to have a sniff at it and get to realize what was inside. (This ideal scenario overlooks the fact that the minute the door to the hall opens and a stranger comes in, Sweet Pea vanishes under the bed for the duration of said stranger's stay. The point is I *should* not have brought Patches in myself.)

The ideal scenario continues for a week or so, I think with me having hourly chats with Sweet Pea about how he is still the alpha cat and I love him more than any other cat and he will never be deposed etc. etc., while Patches continues to be ignored and spend most of his time separated from Sweet Pea.

What actually happened was that I walked in with Patches in a carrier, put it down on the kitchen floor and let him out immediately, so the holistic approach to introducing a new cat to the household was over before it had a chance to begin. The ensuing fights have not been pretty, with me the blooded one. And if they do represent Pluto opposed to Saturn, that aspect is no longer exact and the two of them are still a long way from being the best of friends. A noble experiment, but at least I'm back to posting.

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