The good ol' fat cat

Fat cats. Boy do I love them! Sometimes I feel like there is nothing I am more jealous of than a good fat cat. They always seems to have this smile on their face that says "Yea, that's right. I'm fat and my belly is full and I look good!" And they do. They look darn good. I bet if you ask a group of people which cat they like better, they would pick the fat cat over the skinny one anytime! Humans sure can't say that. We have this thing called judgement. Don't know if you've heard of it, but it's kind of a big deal. Unlike the fat cat, we humans can't eat and sleep all day and embrace our fatty selves because there is a lingering fear of judgement. Well I for one think that sucks! I would like nothing more than to eat, sleep, and be lazy all day, AND feel great about myself for doing it! Can you honestly look at a fat cat and not think to yourself, "MAN! That cat sure is enjoying life!" I know I can't. I wish we could all learn from the fat cat. I feel like they have more figured out than we give them credit for. Sure, they are lazy by our standards, but they also live for a good rubdown and enjoy nothing more than being in the company of their companion's embrace. That's what I call livin' the good life!