I'm guessing the Buddha didn't have pets.
Fundamental to Buddhist practice is sitting meditation. I practice somewhat sporadically these days, but it's an important, meaningful and refreshing activity for me (more like non-activity, really). However, it's a little hard to do with lovey, hungry, furry beings climbing all over me.
I like to sit just after I wake up. My pets like to eat just after I wake up.
They remind me of this by rubbing up against me, purring, grunting, dropping balls by my feet, scratching at the door, barking, meowing loudly, and just generally bugging me. Especially when I'm sitting on my cushion on the floor.
They're my little Bodhisattvas, enlightened beings who stay among us to help us reach nirvana ourselves. I'm guessing their message to me is to stay in the present and take care of others' needs first.
It's a frustrating but loving lesson.
Bob hogging the cushion, deep in thought.
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