Following up on yesterday’s post about the disappearance of the beaver, I was asked (offline) why I omitted the wombat from my list of alternative critters that could metaphorically refer to ladyparts. Since I can’t see any reason to discriminate, I hereby apologize to wombats everywhere.
A quick Google search turns up a link between wombats and femininity that I had sadly ignored – until now. There’s a WOMBAT mailing list – WOMen of Beauty And Temptation – for discussion of women and sexuality. It’s limited to bisexual women, so I’m not eligible to join, more’s the pity. There’s WOMBATS – WOmen’s Mountain Bike and Tea Society – for gals “with a passion for pedaling in the dirt.” I like a nice smooth road, so I don’t qualify for that group, either. But still! Two whole data points!
I dunno. The wombat is definitely as cute as the beaver, so why not? Also, it’s a marsupial, which is just unspeakably cool. What that does to the metaphor … I’d rather not speculate. You get into weird anatomy very quickly. (Actually, the space just behind the uterus and vagina is called the pouch of Douglas, so maybe the marsupial connection isn’t all wrong?)
Then again, neither beaver nor wombat is as pettable – or intelligent – as the pussycat. So I think I’m gonna stay with the kitty as my metaphorical animal of choice.