My roommate’s cat, TicTac, isn’t your normal everyday cat; he’ll only eat cat food or cat treats but instincts being what they are, has on the rare occasion, eaten a bug or two. One morning, while sitting down to do my devotional with the Lord, I see him staring intently at the ground. This is not an out-of-the-ordinary occurrence for him, many things fascinate this cat, but as I look closer I see a little pill bug slowly making it way closer toward him. Now earlier I told you he has succumb to feline ferocity and eaten a bug or two, well that’s what I thought was about to happen here. However, he did nothing more than to closely observe the little creature, periodically tapping it with his tiny paw for inspection. I’m not sure what results he was expecting, but the rollie pollie (that’s what I called them growing up) would just stop for a few moments, then resume its endless journey. I half expected him to eat it at one point, but the fascination with this micro-marathoner seemed to prevent him. The moral of the story, sometimes David defeats Goliath, and sometimes Goliath gets bored and lays down in his little box next to the floor heater.
