May 1991 Cats (and Their Dykes) Review by Miki Thomas I once had a cat named Sinbad. He was a white, macho, sixteen pound angora cat, who, for the seven years of his life, kept both my grandfather’s and mother’s gar- dens bird and rodent free. Indeed, he was at his happiest prowling around for small game to torture and decapitate. Because of his wild nature, he did not associate with humans too much, except me. Dykes to Watch Out For At 5:30 every morning, he would sere- nade me at my bedroom window with his favorite song, “Feed me.” After a day of hunting in the gardens across the street, he would meow to me to cross the street, pick him up, and carry him back to the house. For some reason, he trusted me as if I was the only one in my family worthy of his attentions. It is this bond between cats and women, specifically lesbian women, that is by Alison Bechdel wTAR£ HA YOUR STANDARDS? WHO, SHEILA? Etrecrwtzo/«dot SHE GOES THRou6H A MA‘/BE MY 5rAr11>AKt> we )'oU VISIIAUZED DIFFERENT emu=RI£uo flfg . . ARE Tvrrflo , Vouk IDEAL Lot/Ell? ' a/sky mrrm! ‘THAT’; w AT/*7 _».:- P$YCHtC U55. 2 _ ‘ wogtzms OJTSOME P/«STUFE ISSUES. DURING THE o1"mMrJ EMPIRE, SHE WAS A SULTAM NFIH : , A VERY EXTENSIVE H/lREM- ’ 11' SEEMS ‘T0 ms ‘rue V_ mks SPEwAe£AGodT :- \.Mryauw.w'|'.‘m_e /«one - ) LIKELY I115 >’a.utL Ger _ (on; To ‘think or IT. SHEILA KEEPS vlrunuz/ma A 5OBER,SPRlTdM. BoD)woRt:e4{ . C011) BE Rt5K)’- ;' VIJUALIZ/«TtorJ' FRETT)’ - _ POM/EREJL TUFF. , TA-TA,Gt£LS. I'Mo:=FFok ANOTHER NIGHT OF 5wsAr/. mmkeo nwrwe AND Nbuozcmn/A-re . A CODEPEMDEUT VANILLA ICE FAN WHO THwKj GEORGE BUSH . ,_ Is Domls A GREAT JOB,’ .1 I H£Aw PE-’l'fIrJ6.’ l2>N’T NT UP. the premise behind the new book, Cats (and Their Dykes), an anthology of stories, poems, essays and photographs. edited by Irene Reti and Shoney Sien. The book is a mixed bag. The non- fiction pieces are the most effective. They offer the reader a true sense of the dynam- ics of a cat-and-dyke relationship and how a cat or cats have affected those lesbians who cross their paths. Mab Maher, in “Obedience to Being,” writes of how her cats became her thera- pists in dealing with the issue of obedience in society (she found her cats to be cheer- fully disobedient). Palouse the cat taught Betsy Brown a couple of lessons on clear communication in her story “Catechesis.” M.B. Doane found her cat, Sunday, a “mirror of my inner/spiritual self, and of my relationship with myself,” in “The Prin- cess of 18th Street.” The most moving story is Pamela Gray's “Paw Prints.” In it, Gray writes of a cat’s death as similar to losing a child or a member of the family and wonders if there is a “Lesbian Cat Heaven” where “all the kitties that lesbians lost live, collectively, in a giant old mn—down Victorian with politi- cal posters on the walls.” The essays, however, tend to be a bit preachy, although two do give some inter- esting information. In Irene Reti’s essay, “Towards a Feminist History of the Cat,” a comparison is drawn between the histories of both women and cats and how the op- pression of oneoften leads to the oppres- sion of the other. Another essay by Kat Brown called “Sometimes IWonder if You Want to Hear This: Life at an Animal Shelter” gives a picture of what happens to homeless cats and kittens who get sent to a shelter, and how a shelter worker deals with the de- mands of her work. However, some of the other essays interject politics into the issue of pet ownership in tenns of humans having power over the animals. Apparently these women have gotten their impressions of cat behavior from a Sylvester and Tweety car- toon, for the real issue is that of their having power over us. Cats (and Their Dykes) is an enjoyable and quick read for those who have ever been cat-owned. For those who have never had that privilege, it is a chance to explore how cats interact with their surroundings and their pet lesbians. 19