ANIMALS are everywhere. No matter where you are, you are within ten feet of a rat, in all probability, and there aint a danged thing you can do about it. Every home has uninvited animals living in it, mostly insects, whether the home owner knows it or not. Animals live everywhere on this planet, and who knows where else?
When I was young and foolish, say about forty, I was sitting quietly, very quietly , one day, in my small comfy apartment, and my german shepherd was asleep on the floor, across the room. I'm pretty sure we must have gotten back from a long run, and were chilling.
I had been noticing signs of mice in the apartment, a bit o mouse crap here, and there, had taken note of it, and decided to take care of the problem - later.
My dog and I sat there, both of us quiet and motionless, he sleeping, I , as usual, daydreaming, with the room fully illuminated, whether by sunlight or lightbulbs I forget.
Suddenly four mice appeared from nowhere, and started running madly all over the place. One or two of them even closely approached my huge dog, evidently for inspection, possibly to investigate as a possible dead food source. Wolfie never even noticed.
I freaked, of course. After sitting in stunned silence for a few seconds, I stood up and walked towards my dog, thinking I might have to save him, but the mice vanished as quickly as they had appeared. Within minutes I had gone to wal mart, bought mouse traps, come home, and set them.
Over the next few days I caught sixteen mice, then there were no more. I made sure of that.
That taught me something. Something about animals, and animal behavior.
I recently visited my nintey two year old mother at her house, on her birthday, and discovered mouse droppings. She seemed unconcerned, the more uncerned the more I urged her not to be.
Other family members have seen the mice themselves scurrying around at my mom's dinner table, in her nice home. So, apparently, my entire family knows about the mice, but diesn't care. I am shocked. But maybe I shouldn't be.
Maybe the rest of my family is evolving spiritually into indian gurus, accepting of and loving towards all forms lof life, including mice. Maybe I should follow suit. Is this what the world is coming to? Seemingly not, but if so, we should all join up, perhaps.
But what will we do when the mice number in the trillions, literally? When tehy eat more food than we can grow for them? My mom is as smart and sharp as anyone, and independent. She'll do exactly what she wants to, trust me. By now she's probably killed every mouse in the hood, without telling me about it.
IN India, a middle class family might be at the dinner table, when suddenly a rat runs across the room. Nobody cares. Its like a bird flying by outside. In calcutta, there is a big central park, called "rat park". There, rats live by the trillions, nurtured and fed happily by the good citizens of calcutta.
The diversity of life, and species interrelationships, is amazing. Consider dog and man.
WE humans have an awfully hard time living with each other, but we can't live without each other. No wonder the extraterrestrials choose not to directly engage us. But at least in india, folks and rats get along...
Bb
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