Midnight has always wanted an opposable thumb. He has been
watching me carefully for the past 3 years and has noticed the miracles that I
can perform with that remarkable appendage. And he wants one; badly. This
sequence of him eating lunch on the patio yesterday illustrates my point.
Here he has just gotten his midday bowl of tuna and is
reaching in for one of the first delicious paw-fulls. Notice the intense
concentration as he attempts to successfully fish one out. The scraps of tuna
lying about in the foreground are testament to the inexact results of his
efforts.
Having successfully gotten some tuna in his paw, he is now going to maneuver the food to his mouth. You can just see the tip of his tongue, which will be an important part of this process.
Curling is not just a sport to Midnight. It is the critical,
final movement necessary to getting the food into his mouth. Again, notice the
assist from his tongue.
And here he is, at the finish line so to speak. I call this his
“Politician’s Pose.” He has his foot in his mouth. Wait; that's not quite fair to the cat!
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