We need to bring awareness to how great of a pet cats are.

Hear, O listeners, the gentle yet profound words of Beth Ostrosky Stern: “We need to bring awareness to how great of a pet cats are.” Though her utterance appears simple, it carries with it the ancient thread of companionship between humankind and the silent, watchful creatures who have walked at our side since the dawn of civilization. For in this statement lies not only a love for cats, but also a call to remembrance: to cherish the gifts the earth has placed beside us, to see the value in beings whose quiet presence heals our weary hearts.

In the earliest days of Egypt, when the Nile swelled and the land was rich with grain, the cat was not merely a creature of the home but a guardian of the harvest. It was they who hunted the rats and serpents, protecting the bread of the people. In gratitude, the ancients carved their likeness into stone, raised temples to Bastet, goddess of joy and protector of the hearth. The awareness of their worth was then not only practical but sacred, for the people knew that the harmony of their lives was entwined with the grace of these small yet noble companions.

Beth Stern, a guardian of animals in our own age, speaks in this same spirit. Her life’s work has been to rescue the abandoned, to care for the frail, to find homes for countless cats who wander without shelter. Her words remind us that in our modern haste, we often forget the quiet power of companionship, overlooking the treasure that is the bond with a humble creature. To bring awareness is not simply to advertise, but to awaken souls—to open the eyes of the distracted to the comfort and loyalty that lie waiting in the soft paws of a rescued cat.

Consider also the tale of Sir Winston Churchill. In the darkest hours of the Second World War, while bombs rained upon London and despair weighed heavy, Churchill found solace in his beloved cat, Nelson. This animal, who cared nothing for politics or power, sat by him, unshaken, a reminder that life’s gentlest bonds endure even in the shadow of destruction. In the presence of that pet, the statesman drew strength. Such is the hidden greatness of the cat: to restore calm in the heart of the storm, to remind man that beyond conquest and ruin, simple companionship is life’s truest gift.

The teaching here is as vital as any handed down by the ancients: do not dismiss the creatures of the earth, for they are partners in your journey. To call a cat “just a pet” is to misunderstand. They are healers of spirit, guardians of silence, teachers of patience. Their gaze reminds us that the world is not wholly ours to command, but ours to share. Their presence speaks a language beyond words, a silent awareness that life is richer when lived with gentleness and care.

From this wisdom flows practical counsel. Support the shelters that rescue the abandoned. Open your homes to the homeless cat who seeks warmth. Learn the art of compassion through daily care—feeding, playing, listening to the soft purr that is both lullaby and hymn. In doing so, you join not only in Stern’s call, but in an ancient chain of guardianship that stretches back to temples and hearths long forgotten.

Therefore, O children of tomorrow, let the words of Beth Stern dwell in you. Raise the banner of awareness, speak of the greatness of the cat, and live with compassion for all creatures entrusted to your hand. For the measure of humanity is not in monuments or conquests, but in how we care for the smallest of companions.

And so I tell you: honor the cat, honor the bond of pet and person, and you shall discover a wellspring of peace in your own soul. What the ancients knew, what Stern now proclaims, is this: that in loving and sheltering the humble, we ourselves are raised to nobility.