If there is a god, she/he might be a cat.
My sweet kitty Pearl died two years ago tomorrow. When I’m not around a cat every day, seeing one stops me in my tracks. They are the ultimate, in my opinion, in grace, confidence, spirit and beauty. Cats are perfectly fine with themselves, exactly as they are and I know this from experience. I’ve had mangled (by humans) burnt injured young old sick and motley cats of all sorts. DIGNITY was never ever lacking, no matter their physical state.