Welcome to OMGOBT, a new category of posts on Offbeat Bride that feature some of the most inspiring, most helpful, and most awesome posts from the OBT. This first installment involves love and cat vomit, and is by OBT user Cassie.
So the other day I was looking at my cat. More specifically, I was looking at my cat as she spewed what seemed like a quarter pound of half-digested tuna/chicken feast all over one of my favorite sweaters, which I stupidly left unsupervised on the bed. And I thought, "Sweet lord above this cat is driving me crazy, what with all the puking and crapping lately, but I love her to bits and wouldn't give her up for anything."
And here is where the most pathetic realization came over me: My relationship with my future husband is like my relationship to the cat …
Things might not go perfectly all the time and he might piss me off or accidentally mess up my shit, but there's no option to return him to the animal shelter. I love him, stinky tuna breath and all. (Well, we're both vegans, but it's a metaphor, okay??)
This must be like playing connect-the-dots with a third grader or something. Unconditional love, etc. etc. But bear with me.
You have to understand that, coming from a feminist who grew up with some pretty warped examples of marriage and gender relations, and who had been absolutely terrified of marriage up until about two years ago, this realization helped me a lot.
I have been with my fiance for 8 years, he's my best friend, I love him more than anything, and committing to him for a lifetime never freaked me out. But committing to him in marriage did freak me out, at least when we first started talking about it. But as my cat oh-so-helpfully demonstrated by managing to maintain my love even while vomiting on the last clean sweater I had to wear to work that day, you can make a decision to love someone and stick by them even during painful times. And it will be okay. Was I pissed that my cat did this? Yes. Do I love her any less, or want to divorce her? No.
Of course, I love my fiance in a more complex way than my cat (don't you dare tell her that), and with that will come more complex problems. But I feel ready, and more confident that marriage itself won't change who we are at the core — two people who love each other and who totally, absolutely belong together, whether in sickness (insert cat vomit here) or in health.
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Comments on "How my cat taught me marriage isn't so scary after all, by Cassie"
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Jessi M
December 19th, 2008 · 6:14 AM · #
That's so funny. I come from a very similar background and it's really nice to know I'm not the only one unafraid of commitment but afraid of marriage. Workin' on it!
Alie K
December 19th, 2008 · 9:11 AM · #
Wow, I might have to use this at our wedding… it's beautiful.
Eliza
December 19th, 2008 · 9:21 AM · #
I absolutely needed this post this morning. Great timing!
Cassie
December 19th, 2008 · 10:29 AM · #
Awesome, I made OBB. Though I have to say the photo of the cat puking that Ariel found really makes this post.
Really, Alie? LOL I so want to be at a wedding where cat puke is actually mentioned. How fun.
Happy Friday, everyone! And btw, I don't think my cat has puked again since I wrote that. Must be like a record or something.
Sapphire
December 19th, 2008 · 10:33 AM · #
I loved this blog when it was posted on OBBT. I sent this to my MOH and she loved it. About a week after this ws posted, one of my kitties reminded me of it again when he had ralphed up his dinner and then hid it under a piece of my fabric.
Kate
December 19th, 2008 · 11:08 AM · #
HAHAHA. I've been engaged longer than I've been a cat owner, but I love that and think it's brilliant. I frequently tell my tuxedo cat (we have two) that he's my favorite pain in the ass……
Sam
December 19th, 2008 · 11:10 AM · #
One of my pet names for my FH is "Catbreath" — but only when we've just woken up and haven't brushed our teeth. Sometimes he calls me "Kittenbreath." Aren't we just ~*~adorable~*~?
un-bride
December 19th, 2008 · 11:41 AM · #
I often ask my cat why we can't go with MY ideal amount of barfing (aka zero)? What a lovely post.
madilyne
December 19th, 2008 · 12:07 PM · #
I Like how the quote on this photo on your flickr act is 'scooter issues a refund' that totally made me laugh.
Hannah
December 19th, 2008 · 12:46 PM · #
I love this
It made me feel that I am not the only one who is more afraid of marriage than the actual commitment. I came from divorced parents as well and recently became unafraid to get married.
Thanks for the inspiration.
Ariel
December 19th, 2008 · 12:57 PM · #
Just to clarify, the photo is just a shot I found on Flickr — not actually Cassie's vomiting cat.
Cassandra
December 19th, 2008 · 1:13 PM · #
I remember reading that blog post and thinking how great it was!
Sarah
December 19th, 2008 · 2:10 PM · #
I read the post when it was first put up and loved it! Sent a copy of it to my cat-loving friend. It was brilliant!
kiki
December 19th, 2008 · 3:16 PM · #
I forwarded this to FH when I read it. Extra-special was that he'd just taken care of me throwing up a few nights prior.
Thanks Cassie!
Maggie Osterberg
December 19th, 2008 · 5:30 PM · #
Thanks, madilyne! I'm glad you liked my caption!
Great post, I'm glad to have one of my photos illustrating it!
Charlotte
December 20th, 2008 · 12:50 PM · #
I love my stinky fiance and my stinky cat too. Well put.
ilim
December 20th, 2008 · 8:41 PM · #
mmm, i love how i just had to click that cat vom picture for a closer look.
meg
December 21st, 2008 · 3:40 PM · #
I *love* this new series idea. Wonderful. And a wonderful thoughtful post too. Love.
we_tigers
December 21st, 2008 · 11:31 PM · #
This post and this photo are TOTAL WIN!
Sandy
December 22nd, 2008 · 1:26 AM · #
very sweet !! Love the photo too
Rachel
December 22nd, 2008 · 9:36 AM · #
The photo is priceless!
I too may use some of this in my vows. What an awesome blog.
Hibryd
December 23rd, 2008 · 4:36 PM · #
Am I the only person who was never rattled by the idea of marriage?
I mean, all kinds of people have problems with the idea of being totally committed to someone, formally and legally, tied and bonded with them so that no matter what, through thick, thin and minor annoyances, you're there for them and they're there for you. How can anyone be terrified of that? It sounds like the most beautiful idea in the world.
I wanted to marry my fiancée because I realized that "boyfriend" didn't encompass what I felt for him – I loved him so much that I wanted my friends, family, the government and total strangers to know he was the most important person in my life. I didn't want to privately tell him I'd always be there, I wanted to stand up in front of our friends and family and proclaim what he means to me. I didn't want to keep my options open or keep a parachute packed in case I met someone else at a party, I wanted to let him know in a powerful, binding way that I was his and that he could always count on me.
(He's never thrown up on my sweater, though. He did hurl all over the couch after a night of way too much drinking, but hey, the neat thing about him is that, unlike a cat, he felt sorry and cleaned the mess up afterwards.)
Nia
December 30th, 2008 · 10:14 PM · #
"Cassie
LOL I so want to be at a wedding where cat puke is actually mentioned. How fun."
My other half and I went to one where the minister was talking about how dealing with the kitty's puke had shown the couple getting married about sharing responsibilities, even if it wasn't a pleasant task, and even if it was his ancient cat to begin with. The whole church laughed. It makes for an interesting ceremony : )
I love this new category Ariel. This is just awesome.
jan
April 20th, 2009 · 6:17 AM · #
Glad to know others have the same thoughts on the marriage side as I do, this made me laugh, and a bit tearful too.
One thing that is freaking me out a the moment, is when I hear of friend and friends of friends, who marry after being together for 7-8 years, but end up divorced after the first year or so. This part terrifies me, as I really want to get/stay happily married, but wonder why this happens, when people are together for ages, get married then split, what causes this….?