Animals, And Thoughts On Life

Sometimes I stop and watch the animals when I’m working in the garden.

And as I watch, I wonder what they think about.

Do they think about life the way we do? I don’t think so. I imagine they act mostly on instinct, and don’t ponder their existence; don’t question why they do the things they do; don’t wonder what the purpose of it all is.

They carry out their responsibilities without questioning them. They do whatever needs to be done without complaining. They go about their day without analyzing their past or worrying about their future.

They live for the moment from one day to the next. And when it’s time to move on, they simply accept it. There are no regrets. There is no anger.

As I watch them and think about all this, I wonder what it would be like to be a part of their world instead of ours.

To have to struggle to find food each day. To worry about your babies being preyed on. To worry that you’ll be preyed on. To live in the cold. Rain. Heat. Snow. To compete with others for shelter, including humans.

I realize that every living creature on earth has its own struggles. And that we’re all doing the best we can.

Including this sweet chipmunk, Mr. Inski...

“I eat, therefore I am”