Or purrhaps no.
Me? I don't let much bother me in the worry department. I mean really what's a well loved and adored cat got to worry about. Well except maybe when that stupid black neighbor dog might show up again. I'd swear he stops by every stinking day just to taunt me. Yes, seriously. Looking at me, drool hanging off those loose jowls.....just looking at me.....taunting me to just loose control and self-restraint for a few seconds.....I mean after all, being ferocious, that's all it would take - just a few seconds.
But really, black dogs aside and back into their own yard, what do I concern myself with? I can't think of anything else that I should worry about.
Snacks - no problem. I'm persistent. And if that fails, I'll eat "her" ice cream as a last resort.
Comfy, soft, clean bed - no problem. I use "her" bed pillow.
Good food - no problem. I share with "her".
Love and adoration - no problem. I own it - I mean how could anyone not love and adore me?!
Scritches and ear rubs - no problem. Just push the head or body part under the hand. A sharp claw also helps motivate.
See what I mean - a relatively simple life, with no worries!
But what about you? Do you worry?
Better still, do you worry about a lot of things? Or do you simply feel the need to worry about something? Anything. It's possible. Ask me how I know....yep...."she" worries. I've helped "her" a great deal and tried to share some of my more appropriate purrspectives. And sometimes "she" does really well.
And other times....well "she" regresses and....worries. Today "she" regressed, digressed, returned to old habits and all manners of going backwards. What happened you might be wondering..... something awful?.....this is what "she" worried about....today...
Yes, that's a bird. And "she" is worried for this fluff of a bird.
I know you gotta be kidding right? No, seriously.
Some of you may know that we got hit with those horrendous storms a couple of weeks ago. We had some mean hail - got whammed three times in one day.
Sadly, when "she" was cleaning up, "she" found two birds that didn't fare so well. And there was a bird that was killed next door - a blue jay. Sadly, it was bound to happen. Although, the hail stones had already started to melt, the picture below gives you an idea of the size. A bird could not possibly win this battle with Mother Nature.
So where was I?.....oh yeah, you probably see where this is going.....This baby bird looks like a blue jay. So "she" is worried that the mother was killed and now this little guy doesn't have anyone to teach him how to fly. And there is the worry he might fall prey to some unkind creature. And how will he learn to eat?
Still tonight, "she" is worried. About a small ball of blue fluff and feathers. So I sit here and wonder.....
Do all humans worry?
Do YOU worry?
If YOU worry - is it about the small things?
Or the big ones?
Do YOU worry at all????
You do know, don't you, that "she" will still be worrying about this baby bird in the morning.
Worry. It's what's for breakfast here.....