ANUBIS: THE JACKAL-HEADED GOD OF THE DEAD
Were the Ancient Egyptians too preoccupied with death? No silly, they just bought their tickets early so they could get better seats than the rest of us. They also called upon the services of Anubis, their very own god of the death. He had a jackal’s head and a human body, but archeologists are not quite sure if he had a tail because it would’ve been covered up by a skirt, as illustrated in hieroglyphic renderings. Perhaps this was a heavily guarded secret. Perhaps this is a secret guarded by many humans even today—that they have a wiggly-waggly tails beneath their clothing. I sure wish I had a tail. But, back to Anubis.
Anubis was the Egyptian god associated with mummification and protection of the dead in their journey to the afterlife. And oh, what a journey it would’ve been—a human and their most loyal companion (well, at least with the head of their most loyal companion) bounding into the Unknown together. Of course, the Unknown was obviously not unknown to Anubis, as he had treaded upon its course many times before.
Now Anubis had one pet peeve: What to do with all the cat mummies! It is no secret that Ancient Egyptians went absolutely bonkers for the feline species. It is also no secret that dogs do not like cats. This predicament presented quite a dilemma for the loving and loyal jackal-god. Like all dogs, Anibus would begin to back uncontrollably whenever a cat even stepped one paw into the Afterlife. He just couldn’t help it. “What is it with all those wretched cat mummies?” Anubis would growl. Nope, he would simply not let them in.
Today it is understood by archeologists that the spirits of deceased cats would either have to check into a different religion upon death or be put on a waiting list for a time when Anibus was to be fired or retired. The cats finally had their long sought-after victory when Anibus was replaced by Osirus during the Middle Kingdom of Egypt. By then, the jackal-god was thoroughly enjoying the Afterlife himself and couldn’t have cared less about his predator instincts for cats. His job was finished…and those scrumptious rawhide bones in the Afterlife are just to die for!