Eating season during an eating year (COVID 15 anyone?) leaves many of us in a perpetual state of being half full.
This is true of our bellies and our minds. No time to fully digest everything before the next thing to swallow gets shoved down our throats or dumped into our over-taxed heads.
With that in mind, I’d like to tell you a brief story about two kids who were put into separate, manure-filled rooms. One kid was dejected, horrified. The other kid started digging away, happily. When the digger was asked why, the response was, “With all this crap, there’s got to be a pony in here somewhere!”
Sums up 2020 pretty well, and shows us a couple of differences in how we can react.
Now, I’m not saying that any cat, not even Cotton, will dig through a dirty litter box looking for a kitten. But, cats do differ from each other — and us — in how they deal with unscooped litter boxes, and with the paws life deals them.
Take Fontina and Mozzarella (pictured here). These petites fromages have probably seen the harder side of what the world has to offer. They have also spent time in hard-walled crates while they’re prepared for the suite life.
But, as word has it, Mozzy and Fontzy (just trying to see what sticks) are loving furbies, despite the cards they were previously dealt.
What we can learn from the two fuzzy cheeseballs is that, in life at Tabby’s Place and everywhere else, one can always find something delicious to savor. So, it’s a good idea to keep an eye on one’s plate, bowl, or cup to assess the contents, both for quality and quantity.
When pickings seem slim or somewhat less than tempting, push back from the table and chew carefully. Sometimes gristle has to be cut away.
Other times, less-choice selections need to be spruced up with a nice sauce or fresh herbs (catnip, anyone?).
Either way, at least there’s something on that plate, whether you see it as half empty or, like me, half full.