I’ve loved Cats and Astrology for centuries, so how could I not have known this weird fact? Cats are classically seen as Saturn-ruled! I don’t believe it. They’re Neptunian, legit dimension-tripping, time-nomadic magicians.
Yes, they can be aloof, and I can see how olden time astrologers could have contrasted Cats with the Jupiter-ruled Dogs, seeing an obvious dichotomy.
Dogs are ebullient, reliably loyal, and can be employed. Cats are inscrutable, not always demonstrative, and sometimes – if they get the chance – like to wander into other people’s houses acting needy. Some cats commit the companion animal equivalent of bigamy. When they’re caught out, they sit there with a transcendental smirk or embark on an orgy of compulsive grooming. And they’re unemployable.
A Transcendental Smirk & Compulsive Grooming
Does this sound Saturnine to you? Come on; they’re Neptunian for sure. To be fair, cats’ attribution to Saturn stems from the 11th Century, when Neptune’s presence was suspected by some but not confirmed. Perhaps the sedately elegant way the cat would go about acquiring food, shelter, and adoration sans obligation seemed like a stealthy Saturn play.
But the nine lives, affinity with witches and artists, ability to generate Schumann Resonance with their purring, penchant for popping up in dreams, and ability to traverse the shadow roads between lives? Pure Neptune.