My two cats’ favorite toy is an ancient ladder. John and I move from place to place in the house to make it new. Yesterday, Tesla, my black cat sat at the very top most of his waking hours, looking straight up into the sky light as the heavy rain pounds down. After a nap he bounced up the ladder; no rain! So he turned to me an asked me to turn it on.
The cats have a certain way of making a sound that says they want something and because I’m too dense to understand cat I say, “Show me.” They walk me over to a toy or food bowl, sometime toss their head at it and talk again or just wait. Tesla sat atop the ladder for an hour and politely asking for help and pointed his nose up and never loosing faith I’d eventually catch on.
Then John announced, “I’m the center of the universe again! Every time I blink all the lights go out!
Very deep on many levels!  I’m reminded of a Zen Koan, “When the Many are reduced to One, to what is the One reduced?”  And anyone who can take himself serious enough to not take himself serious, like John, is getting close to being one of those child- people Christ was talking about.  nancymauerman.com