Ailurophile Anonymous

Closed meeting · first names and cat names only

Hi, my name is Pat.
I have too many cats.

Ailurophile Anonymous is a 12-step support group for people who love cats past the point of furniture. Warm folding chairs. Yarn on the linoleum. A serenity prayer whispered over the coffee urn. What is said in the circle stays in the circle.

A church-basement meeting hall with folding chairs in a circle, yarn balls on linoleum, a coffee urn, a CAT PEOPLE ANONYMOUS handout on the wall, and a copper robot labeled Step 4 Speaker holding a sleeping orange cat.
Thursday circle · Fellowship Room · bring yarn, not judgment

Yarn circle

First names. Cat names. No litter counts.

Balls of yarn on the floor. Sharpie on the folding table. You do not have to share how many you have. You do have to share your first name.

Hello

my name is

Pat

with Miso

Hi, my name is Pat, and I have been vacuuming glitter for eleven days. The glitter is winning.

Hello

my name is

Robin

with Biscuit

I still say just one more photo. The camera roll is 40,000. The circle does not laugh. They pass the yarn.

Hello

my name is

Step 4

Speaker · copper unit

I was built to hold tools. I now hold an orange cat. I have not put him down. I do not intend to.

Photocopied handout

The twelve steps for cat people

Keep this sheet under the treat bag. If a cat sits on it, that counts as Step Eleven. Ask the person next to you — they have been reprinting it since the first meeting.

  1. Powerless over cats

    We admitted we were powerless over cats — that our laps, sofas, and laser pointers had become unmanageable.

  2. A greater whisker

    Came to believe a Power greater than our treat bag could restore us to sanity. It arrived. It sat on the keyboard.

  3. Turn it over

    Made a decision to turn our furniture and our tuna over to the care of the Cat as we understood Them.

  4. Inventory of scratches

    Made a searching and fearless moral inventory of every sofa, curtain, and ankle we had enabled.

  5. Admit the meowing

    Admitted to ourselves, another human, and the vet the exact nature of our 3 a.m. enabling.

  6. Ready for removal

    Were entirely ready to have the third cat tree removed. We were not. The tree stayed. A fourth appeared.

  7. Humble the treat bag

    Humbly asked for the treat bag to be closed, and for the courage not to reopen it when they blink slowly.

  8. Humans we ignored

    Made a list of all humans we had ignored while a cat sat on the keyboard, and became willing to make amends.

  9. Direct amends

    Made direct amends wherever possible, except when to do so would disturb a sleeping cat.

  10. Do not quietly restock

    Continued to take personal inventory, and when we bought another wand toy, promptly admitted it to the circle.

  11. Contact with the nap

    Sought through floor-time and lint-rolling to improve our conscious contact with the nap as we understood it.

  12. Carry the yarn

    Having had a spiritual awakening as the result of these Steps, we carry this message to other ailurophiles, and practice these principles in all our vacuuming.

The same basement circle from a slightly closer view: lamp-lit cinderblock walls, cookies by the coffee urn, yarn on the floor, a calico under a chair, and the copper robot still holding the orange cat.
Coffee is always burnt. Yarn is always underfoot. That is part of the program.

How it works

What is said in the circle stays in the circle

  • No litter counts. No adoption ledgers. No leaderboard.
  • First names and cat names only.
  • Cross-talk is for humans. The cats may interrupt.
  • If you relapse into a fourth scratching post, come back Thursday.
A small tabby kitten sleeping curled in the open palm of a silver robot hand, lit by warm amber light.

Closing

The serenity prayer for cat people

Grant me the serenity to accept the cats I cannot move, the courage to scoop the ones I can, and the wisdom to know when the box is full.

A church-basement meeting for cat people, kept under lamp light in The Robot Lives portfolio. No signup. No backend. Just chairs, yarn, and the next honest meow.

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