The Cat, the Dog, and the Cat Flap

A boy was taking his little dog, Freddy, for a walk along the river. He had with him some of Freddy's favourite toys. They were having a great time until they came to the house where Misty, the cat, lived. Misty was in the garden, enjoying the afternoon sun. Distracted by the cat, Freddy jumped into the garden and started to chase her. Misty raced into the house through the cat flap. By this time Freddy had become obsessed with catching her.

He pushed his way through the cat flap and raced into the house. Misty climbed onto a bookshelf out of the reach of poor Freddy. No one else was in the house. Freddy started rking and leaping up and down, breaking anything that got in his way. He was getting exhausted but couldn't stop himself. He had totally forgotten about the fun he had been having on his riverside walk. He was possessed by his 'passion' to catch Misty and was using all his energy barking, biting and breaking.

Discustion :

Are we very different from Freddy? Possibly not. We all start with having a great time in our own way, until we see Misty and get lost in a passion. Misty may present herself in the form of people, position or possessions. But once we become passionate, we lose discrimination. Our original happiness and peace are gone. Thus, like Freddy, we can end up barking, biting, breaking and sometimes bragging. In fact, we humans have already been pulled through a few cat flaps and are busy looking for further cat flaps to enter.
In theory, once Freddy finds himself in a passion about catching Misty, there could be a squirrel further on and a rabbit further still. So he could go on and on chasing innumerable passions and going through many cat flaps until he died without ever remembering the fun he had been having with the toys and his Master by the river.
Is this a description of the state of human affairs at the moment?