You and me baby ain't nothing but animals...

Ok, so i haven't blogged in a month. And what a painful month it has been. An emotional, physical and mentally taxing rollercoaster filled with enough highs and lows to give a soap opera fodder for a year.

And as i have said in many previous posts- i have been thinking about this for some time. I think my main problem is finding a time when i can just be free to sit down and write. I don't usually prioritise very well and amongst my many jobs, full time studying and social commitments, my passions lay forgotten.

This idea, whilst comical at times is also one of extreme thought and so i hope you will all think along with me.

First of all i was talking to a few friends about the amount of animals we have in our house- and since my cat just gave birth to a litter of kittens this morning, i thought now was as good a time as any to be writing about said topic.

In fact the litter of kittens brings my animal count up to 7 in my household- severly tipping the animal to human ratio and rendering the humans of the household vulverable to feeding the animals at all hours, animals causing sleep deprivation because they show "too much affection" and general turning of the axes of power to the animal kingdom.

My dog, an unsuspecting, snow white miniature maltese terrier, weighing under 3 kilos (about what a normal foot weighs) truly believes she is a human. She refuses to eat anything but prime cuts of meat- and the most expensive brand of dog food- otherwise hunger strikes ensue. She loves to eat whatever we are eating precisely when we are eating it. I even went so far as to putting some ice cream in her bowl seeing as she always pestered me for some. But no, stupid decision. Of course she was waiting for me to feed it to her straight from the stick from which i had eaten.

My rabbit also has a case of misplaced identity. I am almost 200 percent sure she believes she is a dog. She sniffs the behind of all of the other animals. She growls- yes you did read correctly. She has an affinity to my dog- who finds her thoroughly annoying. She also pants sometimes. Its amazing what nurture versus nature can do.

My cat- now whes a completely different story. Shes a cat and she knows it. But she also thinks she knows that she is the queen of the roost. She sleeps on a different persons bed every night- because she chooses. This is much to the dismay of the person who gets her company for the night as she likes to sleep in the most awkward positions, thus causing sever pain for the person when waking up in the morning.

But one thing i also thought about was the things that all my animals do that make them exactly the animal they are. My cat, after having her litter instantly knew to take care of her babies and let them feed. My dog instantly knows that eating grass when she is sick will stabilise her stomach acids. My rabbit instantly knows that eating through a food block on both sides will eventually lead to it breaking into smaller more manageable pieces. The point is- instinct eventually takes over.

Why is it so that humans are so much more complex? Why must we rule over our instincts and emotions to decide what is best dependent on the cultural context in which we grow up and society's stupidly imposed rules of social etiquette?

Animals are so straightforward- they have instincts, feelings, thoughts- and theres no inhibitions. They just act on them. This idea is completely foreign in the human context. We always have to think things through before doing them. By this time, we may have even missed out on them.

Animals eat when they want and what they want- not caring about social norms. Animals go where they want and act the way they want- not caring that people around them may laugh or judge them. Animals even mate so simply, humans have to like a person, be friends with them, not tell them or tell them, be awkward or begin something, break up or stay together and start all over again.

Animals have the easy life- or the domesticated ones do i should say- as there is mass amounts of animal cruelty going on out there which is disgraceful. The domesticated ones, or the lucky ones get to eat, sleep, mate (sometimes) and poop. This is the extent of their happy lives. And yet they stay, they dont have issues like humans do, they see things quite clearly, without all the shades of grey we need to sift through.

In short, i wish that we were as simple as animals, and did and said what we meant and wanted, rather than letting foolish fears cloud our judgements.

peace. out. :D