David Michie, The Dalai Lama’s Cat

cats

There’s no thrilling anticipation of the day’s first cup of coffee…nor the eye-closing delight of that first swallow of sauvignon blanc in the evening. We cats have no access to everyday mood-enhancing substances. Apart from humble catnip, there is no pharmaceutical refuge if we’re suffering from boredom, depression, existential crisis, or even an everyday headache.

David Michie, The Dalai Lama’s Cat

cats

There’s no thrilling anticipation of the day’s first cup of coffee…nor the eye-closing delight of that first swallow of sauvignon blanc in the evening. We cats have no access to everyday mood-enhancing substances. Apart from humble catnip, there is no pharmaceutical refuge if we’re suffering from boredom, depression, existential crisis, or even an everyday headache.

David Michie, The Dalai Lama’s Cat

cats

There’s no thrilling anticipation of the day’s first cup of coffee…nor the eye-closing delight of that first swallow of sauvignon blanc in the evening. We cats have no access to everyday mood-enhancing substances. Apart from humble catnip, there is no pharmaceutical refuge if we’re suffering from boredom, depression, existential crisis, or even an everyday headache.