My Cat And Corn On The Cob
I love corn on the cob. I especially love it when my brother-in-law buys it, my mother-in-law shucks and silks it, and all that is left for me is a quick 4 minute boil. Yes, only 4 minutes is needed to bring this wonderful creation of God to its perfect point of consumption. In my opinion, corn on the cob is the perfect addition to most any meal. Show up at my house around dinner time, and you run a fairly good chance of having this tasty treat.
While eating on the sofa one evening, our cat, Carson, found the smell of corn on the cob to be quite interesting. He came up to my plate, sniffed, and decided to stick around for a few minutes. This is unusual for a cat. Most cats are not interested in any item for an extended period of time, so his interest in my corn intrigued me. When I looked away for a moment, he actually tried to retrieve the corn from my plate! I was shocked. He has never shown interest in table food. Being the loving mother I am (just ask me – I’ll tell you!), I gave him the cob. Oh my goodness did he have fun. He took it to the front door rug, flipped it in the air, rolled it on the rug, chewed its wonderful remains, and smiled. Yes, he smiled. He was so happy with a corn cob! Who would have guessed?
I think we can learn from Carson and his corn cob fun. He didn’t require a store bought cat toy. He didn’t even require a fresh ear of corn. He was quite content with the cob only. I hope I am good at enjoying life as much as Carson is at enjoying corn cobs. Life is full of wonderful opportunities to stop, smile, laugh, and show enthusiasm. Think about that this week. Find the good. Find the happy. Find the unexpected. Toss something in the air and laugh. It feels SO GOOD! Come back next week and Listen To My Brain Rattle.
Carol Howell is from Rock Hill, South Carolina. Her book, If My Body Is A Temple, Why Am I Eating Doughnuts?, is available on Amazon Kindle and Barnes and Noble Nook. www.carolhowellbooks.com