Animal Karma

I like to believe that I have good animal karma. My cat is one of the most loved creatures out there. This does not mean that I feed him real, raw meat, or push him around in his own stroller so that he can come to the mall with me. I do not buy him costumes or sweaters (although he does get a big bow on Christmas, because, well, it's tradition). Nope, it's kitty kibble (although he does have a pretty expensive diet one that the vet prescribed, because he's quite... shall we say... plump) and tap water for Diego, but he is one happy boy, because we are all quite fond of him. Whenever he walks by, it's "Here, kitty kitty! Come see me!" or just a "Hey there, big boy!" greeting. We do enjoy our cat.

Okay, maybe I spoil him. He currently is lying on my arms, purring like a jet engine, cramping up my arm and making typing quite difficult. I really need to take a picture of this... And I did bejewel his collar when I was fourteen with star rhinestones that fell off and turqouise puffy paint, declaring "STUD MUFFIN."

ANYWAYS, besides Diego, back to my karmatic energy, animal-specified. I do quite enjoy animals, of the non-reptile variety, that is. I like them, and I like to think that they like me, and because I am kind, my animal-releated karma is quite good.

If I were to be reincarnated as an animal however, I do believe I would be someone else's housecat that, like Diego, is appreciated and sometimes given little pieces of donut and cheese-it crackers (his two favorite foods).

(Even though, you know, I don't believe in reincarnation. But I do think it is a very creative and fun concept :D)