Well anyway she heard my wife’s voice on the cell phone and went crazy. We left her home and got her a baby-sitter for the day. Anyway she went beserk the sitter told us when she heard he mommy’s ( my wife’s ) voice however garbled it was by the miracle of electronic communications. Like some of the other animals on this ball she experiences love and never forgets it. How noble they are.
Consider love. Love costs the giver of it something in some fashion if only inconvenience, but costs the recipient nothing. Not one little wiggle of a toenail and yet life would soon vanish from this earth in only a generation or two if we did not lavish love on our breth’ren. The little darlings would starve to death or be eaten by the big bad wolf. And so I ask what is this thing called love? And to just chirp “instinct” is to beg the question. What is instinct?
Something somewhere along the line had to whisper in every creatures ear to be kind and feed and protect another creature so that it would live and continue. And somehow the first creature understood that commandment. Consider.
In an effort to illustrate the exception some naturalists have said that the mother sea turtle clambers up onto the sand and buries her eggs in the beaches warmth and then swims away abandoning them after that first precious act of love. But since we have found that she doesn’t swim away but patrols the beach in the water for weeks. Beware those who carelessly wade into the shaded pool where the crocodile has laid her brood. She is not far while they need her. How do they know these ignorant beasts? How do they resolve to love the next time after the present brood is destroyed?
Because it is necessary that they know. Simple. But oh so deep.
Someone tell me again of our next group meeting please, pretty please : )
Lee AKA Cornhusk