I was just lounging, enjoying a perfectly good nap, when I found an article on MSN. Could Climate Change Be Reversing Itself? My ears twitched. Excuse me, what?
Wasn’t I taught in school that we were doomed? That the ice caps would melt, the sun would scorch the earth, and humans would have to live in underground bunkers like in some sci-fi movie? I remember panicking back then—thinking I’d need to carry an ice pack just to survive summer. But now, scientists are saying there might be hope.
Turns out, humans have finally remembered they have IQs and critical thinking skills. Carbon capture, reforestation, renewable energy—suddenly, they’re all scrambling to undo their own mess. I should have known. When humans break something, they eventually fix it. They wait until the house is on fire before reaching for a bucket.
And now, I think back to the prayers I made as a pup. I remember staring at the sky, asking God to do something about global warming. Maybe He’s been working on it all along. Maybe He planted some good ideas into a few smart heads and just waited for the rest of humanity to wake up.
So, if climate change can be reversed, what’s next? Cancer? Deadly pandemics? World peace? If humans put their minds to it, maybe nothing is truly unsolvable.
But speaking of humans… mine is broken.
She’s glued to that glowing rectangle she calls a “computer,” muttering about Google updates, real estate SEO, AI rankings, and something called Gemini. I don’t know who this Gemini fellow is, but he seems to have taken over her life. She barely even drinks water, let alone notices the world outside. I sit there, wagging my tail, waiting for the pat I deserve, but nope. Nothing.
Honestly, I feel bad for her. The world could end, and she wouldn’t even notice unless it came with a Google search ranking. Poor thing. If only humans optimized their own health like they do their websites.
Now, if you will excuse me, I have a sunset to watch. And no, I don’t plan on bottling it up. Some things are best left untouched.
