As I look at her sleeping soundly on my palm, I begin to wonder about life’s mystery. Just looking at this tiny thing makes me feel blessed. Holding her makes me realize the connection of each living thing, the importance of life, the beauty of life. and death, even.

I begin to entertain thoughts what if I let her slip and fall from my palm. Will the little kitty die instantly? Will I squirm in horror or remain motionless because of fear? Will I be able to sleep as soundly as she is sleeping right now?

Hello, kitty. I wish you will remain as tame as you are. But it is the feline quality that will not make you as lovable as you are right now. Someday, you will not even go near me except for food.