To appease the aggressive, and often violent, demands of the pro-cat spinsters that are my co-workers, here is my token cat blog post on “National Blog About Stupid Cat Day,” or whatever it is called.

You just get one, so you better enjoy it.

Unlike their superior canine pals, felines tend to get the short end of the songwriting stick. While there are plenty of great songs for the catnip crowd—the Weakerthans have a pair, as does Mark Kozelek—mostly when I think of songs written about cats, I either have thoughts of Mr. Mistoffelees, or this jingle (which, after watching that clip, is now stuck in my head—FOREVER!). Thankfully the sensitive Canadian crooner Hayden has written a great little tale about Woody, his restless, and horny, cat who disappears ever spring to sew some wild kitty oats.

“This is a story about my cat, his name is Woody… Woody has a hole in his heart. Which sucks because he’s just living on borrowed time as they say. I love him but every year he runs away at about spring time in early May. He leaves and comes back three days later and he stumbles into the house and he’s dirty and his eyes are bloodshot and he stinks like whiskey. He’s obviously been up to no good, but what can I do? This week I’m gonna sit him down and tell him he’s neutered, because I don’t think he knows.”

MP3:
Hayden - Woody