Life Lessons from Mystic, My Mischievous yet Wise Cat
- Neeraj Pandey
- Jul 10, 2024
- 8 min read
Updated: Oct 5, 2024
When we think about house pets, the first word that often comes to mind is dogs, and for obvious reasons. Dogs are loyal, affectionate, and their love for humans is unconditional. Hence, pets are often synonymous with dogs. I am a dog person myself and have been longing to have a dog by my side for a long time. However, my wife had some reservations, so we kept this plan on hold. But a miracle happened a month ago that changed my life for good.
There are rarely any dog people who love to keep cats as pets, and the same applied to me. I hated the idea of having cats as pets. But I never imagined that I would be proven wrong and come to adore cats as housemates. To be brutally honest, I have been struggling with mental health issues for some time, and while I was recovering, many of my close friends recommended having a pet pal. Well, I was all game for it, but planning to adopt a dog was no trivial deal. It is a major decision and requires commitment from everyone at home. Hence, we parked this decision for some time.
However, soon the cosmos conspired, and some of my and my wife’s close friends started suggesting cats as pets. I was, of course, skeptical. However, all my skepticism vanished when I caught a glimpse of the cutest Persian kitten at a pet shop while on my way to work. I came back in the evening just to hold the kitten in my arms. It was all unconditional love, at least that’s what I felt. I parked the idea for a few days. But soon, we met a close friend who had a few Persian kittens. I casually visited him just to be in close vicinity to those cute furry babies. I had a great time until I held the cutest ginger-colored cat in my arms. She climbed on my shoulders and played. It was love at first sight. I didn’t want her to leave my side. In fact, I didn’t even know if it was a he or a she; all I knew was that it was absolutely impossible for me to let the kitten go.
My wife was not entirely sure, but as always, she was supportive. I convinced her more with the promise that the cat would be my responsibility. The three of us, including the newly blessed cat, signed the agreement psychologically with a clause that my wife would have the upper hand in choosing the name. And so, Mystic, the mischievous yet wise cat, came into our lives. Now when I look back, I think I was getting signs here and there, especially through the books I was reading a few weeks earlier before meeting the fur babies. In some of those books, a cat was one of the protagonists, and in others, they played an important part. I especially enjoyed “The Cat Who Saved Books” by Sosuke Natsukawa, whose main character was a ginger tabby cat, and “The Midnight Library” by Matt Haig, in which the main character grieves the loss of her beloved cat. It is from here, combined with mentions from my friends, that my interest in cats grew day by day.

I've always wondered why people form such deep bonds with their pets and develop so much love for them. This blog beautifully captures this connection. It's heartfelt and genuine, I truly feel your transformation from a dog person to a cat lover. Wishing you endless moments of love, laughter, and joy with mystic.
Even though I've never had a cat of my own, their unique charm have always fascinated me. Finding joy in the simple things, just like Mystic does, is a lesson we often overlook. It's such a wonderful life lesson to keep learning and exploring, no matter what!
Being myself a pet lover, this blog warmed my heart. It brought back so many old memories of my old cat Ivy. The way you described mystic's personality and traits, feels just like how my cat used to be. Well said, these little ones maybe small in size but their impact on our lives is immense.