When I was a little girl I used to wish I was a cat. They lead such an ideal life. I remember I used to watch them, napping in the sunshine, stretching without a care in the world, strolling over to their Fancy Feast, having an indifferent nibble, then wandering around looking for the next most cozy spot. Who wouldn't want that life? Then I learned that curiosity killed the cat, and I suppose now that it is a good thing I am not a cat. Since I am constantly curious about things, and always wishing I knew more than I do.
Here are some of the things I am curious about, and please, if you know the answer, let me know!!
- Who eats jam on their fish?
- Where do critters go in the winter? (Rabbits, squirrels, ants, bees, cockroaches, etc.)
- Where did weather begin? (I mean, there must have been a first raindrop, and where did that land? What leaf on which tree was the first to feel the wind move past?)
- What was Adam's first thought in his new body?
- What is Hallie thinking as she carefully moves piles of dirt from this side of the yard, to that one?
- What is Hanna thinking when she giggles up at me, leaning over her crib?
- How does a bird make a nest? And who taught them how to?
- The very first time money was used in a culture instead of bartering, how did they decide how many of those new coins bread was worth?
- How do salmon know which river to go back to?
- How many people died before the hunting/gathering peoples figured out which mushrooms and berries were safe, and which were absolutely not?
Hmm, I sincerely hope that someone knows an answer to at least one of these questions. But if not, that's ok too. Until I know the answers, I'll just keep looking out my window, being grateful I'm not actually a cat.