After last night's post, I couldn't resist. Imagine any member of the Catholic hierarchy as the tabby: Fr Voldy, Cardinal Keeler, etc. In my mind, it's Joseph Ratzinger/Pope Benedict. Now imagine me as the Siamese.
For some reason - and I'm sure my psychoanalytically inclined friends will go to town with this (with my blessing) - I can see the tabby as my *mother* (NOT my father, which is interesting).
So: the tabby is either my mother or a member of the male hierarchy of the Catholic Church.
I think not.