Now that the leaves are falling in earnest, MoMo occasionally snarls and jumps and snaps to catch an autumn leaf that crosses in front of him on the breeze. It’s quite a sight to watch MoMo snag a leaf between his teeth with instinctive aggression, smack his jaws to test the taste and chew-ability of this mysterious morsel, and then let it drop to the ground quickly when he realizes that the leaf doesn’t suit his palate.
When do you find yourself grabbing for something that you want, without really pausing to assess the “nutritional value” (spiritual, emotional, physical) of that item?
Or, to look at the illustration from another direction: how often do you lash out impulsively when something or someone crosses your path, perceiving a threat without (again) pausing to see what or who is really in front of you?