I wonder if our cat has ever looked in the mirror. I know he has seen a mirror. He has walked by when the closet door is open and there’s a mirror on the inside of the closet door. He has jumped up on the sink in the bathroom and there is a mirror on the wall there. But has he ever paused and looked into the mirror and seen himself? Even if he did, would he recognize himself as himself? And if not, who does he think he is? How does he know what to do every day if he doesn’t know who he is? What motives move him? What motives, if not, “I am this, and therefore, I should do that.” It seems that he just does whatever, but why? Because he is hungry, tired. I wonder what it would be like to live like a cat. Not doing what I think I’m supposed to because of who I think I am. But just doing what some primal, universal force moves me to do.