Last week, at a Buddhist group i sometimes attend, it was as if we were never gonna get started......"teacher" was fussing with her cat. Cat was being a cat. "Teacher" eventually laid-out a blanket for cat. Puss continued to prowl......"Oh, you'll have to go out, you're too restless," said "teacher", and puss was scooped-up and put-out in kitchen............Like "not the wind that moves, but your mind," in the Zen tale, it was "teacher's" mind that was restless. Cat was just being cat............