Einstein and Contemplation, by John Aske

Buddhism now

This cat is called Sam, and like Einstein, he's a most intelligent cat. In my garden, there lived a cat . Seeing it one morning, elegantly tipping the milk bottle so as not to spill the contents, one of my flatmates christened it Einstein. Einstein it remained. A most intelligent cat, which on one occasion stole a large pork chop, and on another a pound of sausages, from right under our noses.

And yet Einstein was able to put all this intelligence aside and be simply — Cat.

There was a small, busy rat, which lived under the garden shed, together with a number of other assorted rodents.

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