Cats and tarot cards go together like bread and butter—when you drop your bread on the floor and it lands butter side down. What is the magical attraction tarot cards have for our favorite furry friends? (Sorry Fido, this article is about cats.) Is it our staring at the spread that makes them curious about “all of the fun we are having” or maybe they figure as long as our attention is focused on one spot it might as well be the one they happen to be occupying. Perhaps that just like a nice sunbeam our spreads radiate some kind of warm glow they just want to bask in, and we are the ones in the way.
No matter the cause, I can’t keep my cat off of my cards. can you?