From “To A Mouse”

Mittens was watching me in the garden when I was digging up weeds
Our pets keep living their lives as if nothing has happened
Once again, the words of Robert Burns seem appropriate

“Still thou are blest, compared wi’ me!
The present only toucheth thee:
But Och! I backward cast my e’e,
On prospects drear!
An’ forward, tho’ I cannot see,
I guess an’ fear!”