Cat

“The fountain of my enjoyment being our magnificent Mačak – the finest of all cats in the world. I must tell you of a strange and unforgettable experience which bore fruit in my later life. It was dusk of the evening and I felt impelled to stroke Mačak’s back. What I saw was a miracle which made me speechless from amazement. Mačak’s back was a sheet of light and my hand produced a shower of crackling sparks long enough to be heard all over the place. My father was very learned man, he had an answer for every question. But this phenomenon was new even to him. Well, he finally remarked, this is nothing but electricity, the same thing you see on the trees in a storm. My mother seemed alarmed. Stop playing with this cat, she said, he might start a fire. I was thinking abstractedly. Is nature a gigantic cat? If so who strokes its back? It can only be God, I concluded.”