Flower

Here is a picture of a white coneflower that is growing in 'D&D's flower garden. Isn't it a pretty flower! So pretty and pure. Innocent looking plant, wouldn't you say?

You know, that flower is a lot like me. I'm white, and pretty and pure and innocent!

I like flowers. Flowers are my friend.

(Unless there is a big nasty bee on it. Yikes!).

Color Blind

Am I color blind? Are all felines color blind? According to test that humans ran, we are, yadda, yadda, yadda, yadda. Humans really love to hear themselves talk. I know what red is. And blue. And green. And yellow. Who is to say that I do not see in color. Do humans really think they know what thoughts go on inside my mind? The last I heard, humans do not know what 75% of their own brain can do. How do they know what I see inside my mind? Can humans measure imagination? Can humans measure dreams? Can humans measure fantasy? If humans can measure dreams, can they see exactly what the dreamer sees? Like a video screen? I think not. (I realize I am sounding catty. Sorry). I wish humans were color blind. Maybe the whites would not hate the blacks because they are black. Maybe the blacks will not hate the whites .... I think you get the picture. I mean, you wouldn't know what color anyone was. Everyone would be a shade of grey. Maybe then the world will be a little less hostile. Maybe then the world will be a little more kinder. Maybe then. But until then, I slink around in my own cat world ... colorblind. You humans do not know what you are missing.