It’s something everyone should learn. Choose your battles. Ask yourself, “Is this really worth fighting over or is this just petty arguing?”
I’ve observed enough relationships, romantic and not, that have chosen the wrong battles and ended badly. It’s not pretty.
So remember to choose which battles you think are actually worth having an argument over and which aren’t. Most of the time they’re not worth it.
He sits in a two story cage under a tree. In the morning, he saunters around tutting at all the other animals waking up. Poised, like most proper gentlemen, he glances around the small yard.
His beady black eyes fall upon a small box on the side of the cage and he remembers. Food! Sustenance! Life! With the quickness of a squirrel— which he has seen on many occasions— he scurries across the cage and digs into the tiny pellets in the metal box.
Mm. All inhibition is let loose. Food food food food. In his head, he chants this mantra that he’s come to love. Still, he remains poised, intelligent. His outward appearance is that of a gentlemen.
When he’s finally had enough to eat and is filled sufficiently, he turns his attention to the world outside of the cage. The sky so blue, the leaves of his friendly tree so green, and the grass around the cage is—
Tut, tut, He tuts as he notices the overgrown grass. Secretly, he wishes to be running in it, scurrying to and fro, looking for a way to escape! They’ve, his keepers, have let him out a few times, and he tried to escape then. Unfortunately they were too quick for him and they caught him before he could get too far.
However, for now, he remains in the cage: eating, drinking, and forever awaiting his liberation. Tut.
My friend has a bunny named Theodore. I thought it would be interesting to write the world from his point of view. Sometimes I visit him, and my friend and I just observe him and wonder what the world must be like through his eyes. This probably won’t be the last of Sir Theo that I’ll write. We’ve had quite some adventures with him so why not share?