
one of the interesting deals about language is that it's ever changing. also one of the tricky parts. of course it's one of the most obvious ways to see the generation gap.
for instance we used to have a cat named Muff. now this was back when the usual meaning for that word was the fur like crap you warm ur hands with, and i don't think it was so common for it to mean a woman's privates.
speaking of women's privates, i think years ago it wasn't as common to call them 'pussy.'
but one thing i know, when i was reaching puberty, my mother would yell outside, in broad day light, in the middle of the neighborhood for the cat: "Muff!! Pussy!! Muff! Come pussy!!" and if it was raining and the cat came running she would yell, "o look at this wet pussy!" needless to say i was a bit embarrassed by the yelling of my mother who's career was as a librarian.
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