I thought yesterday’s lunch cooking in the pan would make a change from a daily bird photo, and then I remembered this is also a bird. The remains of a departed chicken cooking with various vegetables. The chicken had no choice in the matter, and as I have not yet discovered the positive side of becoming a vegetarian, or worse still a vegan, I stay with meat. My feline also stays with meat, as her body is not very good at digesting anything else, although she is rather partial to cream and yogurt.
Yesterday evening I was enjoying a piece of Mr. Swiss speciality, a lemon tart, with whipped cream on the top of course. I was beginning to savour every bite and there she was, Tabby my feline, watching every bite I took with pleading sorrowful eyes. I left my comfortable chair for the kitchen and took a small food bowl. I am a fool for pleading feline eyes (did I see a tear in the corner?) and so I squeezed some whipped cream into the bowl. I could now eat my lemon tart without having a guilty conscience, knowing that Tabby was now content to have her own portion of cream. Some are probably thinking that cow milk products are not good for felines. You are probably right, but at the time Tabby was not thinking in that direction. However, no problem that she would get a stomache upset. She looked at the cream with doubt in her eyes, took three, or was it four, licks and walked away. There you have gratitude, she had proved her point that she also deserves a share of everything.
In the meanwhile my friend has arrived again in front of the kitchen window door to see if there is anything peckable on the ground. I think it is a she as I do not see the yellow beak of the male blackbird. She is now a regular visitor.
I cannot leave this entry without mentioning what happened wordwide yesterday. I live in a small country and so our efforts are not as big or leaving marks on the world history, but even in Geneva 2,00o people, mainly women, assembled for a march. After everything that was happening worldwide with hundreds of thousands gathering to march for their rights I had to make a search to see what was Switzerland doing and discovered that I could have journeyed to Geneva and taken part. At my age I do no longer take part in such events, it would not benefit my health. I was proud to see that even Switzerland did their part, although I read that the main part of the masses were Americans living in Geneva, but this is not important. Being there is important. It was a day to remember, that something happened worldwide. It proves that there is still hope for mankind. Thank you for doing what you did. There were moments when I was quite moved.
Let us hope that what happened yesterday will not be an isolated event. Let us hope that it will happen regularly to remind those that are the reason for such an overwhelming demonstration to rethink and do the right thing, and not just judge it as a “few” hysterical women, or perhaps those that caused the demonstration just do not care, who knows?
I know I am not very good at standing on my soap box and presenting my case for mankind, but I cannot sit in the corner and just clap my hands – oh if only I was at least 30 years younger, I would probably/defininately have organised my train ticket to Geneva yesterday.