Wonder, Part Ii

Outside my window, A robin lands on the lawn looking for a worm or two. Squirrels scamper along the branches of a holly tree heavy with berries, eating their fill, heaven for them. My dog sits patiently but expectant, waiting for me to take him for a walk, out into the world, his universe. Why am I the only one who questions, who asks why? Why are we here, and why am I the only animal who can anticipate death, who wonders where we go...?