Paws for thought

Which animal would you compare yourself to and why?

WP, if it’s all the same to you, I will answer instead ‘which animal would you like to be?’ And in this case I would also add for one day only.

That would be a cat. A British domestic type.

When I first read this Prompt, my mind wandered into the realms of a Feline-Existence. Immediately put in survival mode, it came to me all of the places on Earth where it wouldn’t be a safe option. War zones, obvs. That would include civil and any areas where there is conflict. I wouldn’t want to be a Stray in, say, Saudi Arabia or any of those regions worldwide ( and there are more than you would imagine) where I may be considered a tasty morsel. So, with that settled, let’s go back to being a Moggy in the UK.

Without a doubt, I would be a cat ‘allowed’ outside.  There will be plenty of  warm and sheltered places to nap. I would check out the hood, be tolerant of other furry residents, and generally have a fun and easygoing time. If I was hungry, I could go indoors. My people have kindly installed a flap-door for me. Or I could nip into the neighbour’s’. Or I could test my patience by sitting close, facing a stone garden wall, and wait for Mousey to come out.

In the early afternoon, after a roll about in the Catnip at number 14, I like to head into Tom’s shed. The door is always open then, and jump onto the shelf at the window. It’s a bit dusty and cobwebby, but I don’t mind. The sun streams through there for about an hour. Bliss!

They behave like animals

Which animal would you compare yourself to and why?

If there are any words in the English language that make me instantaneously mad it’s these ‘ They behave like animals’. (Another utterance ‘We (UK) are a nation of animal lovers.) We are not! We are so not. But that’s a topic for another day)

Considering it is Man who is the cause of all the mess and madness we live in today, it’s a bit rich to bring animals into the equation like this.

I cannot compare myself to any animal, like we have been asked here on WordPress to do this morning. But there are are animal bodies I would like to inhabit for a short time,to get their take on things.

A dog doing the Zoomies, how great must that feel? A cat all cool and aloof, strutting around the neighborhood. Flying high with a birds eye view of the world. A cheeky monkey nimbly lowering itself onto a balcony of a smart hotel, where breakfast is being served and snatching away a juicy slice of watermelon. High jinks. Or maybe the hippopotamus up to the eyes in fresh and cooling water, on a hot summer’s day. Bliss.

And then not so much a magnificent elephant or a slender and graceful giraffe stood stock still eating fresh leaves from branches high up..dead in an instant by a ‘ trophy hunter’. Those oxygen thieves who delight and boast in slaughtering beautiful and innocent souls. These monsters walk amongst us.

In the UK you may hear someone being called a cow or a pig, these are not compliments,but used by man to discredit another human without a moment’s thought to the animal they are alluding to.

The Human Race? No, the Human Disgrace.