Philosophy of a Cat
By the perkiness of her whiskers, I knew she wanted to sniff the big lens in front of her. That’s how she explores the world. I believe that is because it’s utmost important to Gizmo to identify all delicious ingestible matter. Whenever I feel sad, all I have to do is to run my fingers through Gizmo’s soft fur. Her innocent glittery lazy eyes seem to tell me “all is good.” And by that, it means there are still plenty of kibbles in her bowl.