Dr Spotty attempts answering

Today, we were privileged that "Dr." Spotty Leopard was able to take some time out of his bizzy skejool to answer the kwesjuns of us humble confused folkses.

He balanced his recently acquired 'arry Pottah eyeglasses (no power) on his nose, crossed his paws, and said to Stripes (who was checking all the correspondunce), "Fire away!"

Q 1. Can we make some of those little heart biscuits?

Spotty: Absolutely not. Nyet. Negative. Those infernal Little Hearts biscuits are just not good for anyone's health. They may at best be used for humans, but are sortanly not fit for animal consumption. They are so totally for the couch-potato kind of human, who resides by something very accurately called an "idiot box" guzzling aerated drinks and eating junk. It's all processed/refined flour with no fiber, and coated with sugar (bleah).

Tiger Stripes reaction when he hears what goes into Little Heart biscuits

However, if Mum Lioness has time, she could possibly rustle up something for you with whole grains, and nuts, and maybe some maple syrup (mmm, smacking lips), wheat germ, maybe even some peanut butter (slurp) and other such things that Bhagavan would sortanly approve of for his young cubs. Bhagavan Ramana loved peanuts (but we all know that!).

Q 2. When Mum Lioness was telling us that Bhagavan says everything is God, I said: what? even an old truck? Even a criminal? A gangster?


Spotty takes off his eyeglasses slowly and very deliberately. He looks at them carefully and puts them down. I can make out from this, and the deep breath, as well as the distant look (in the direction of Arunachala) that follows, that the answer is going to be a long one. A tall glass of lassi is required for both of us. And praps a bag of roasted peanuts. "Make sure a little green chilli is ground into the lassi", Spotty says, "I need something really strong!"
Spotty: When Arunacub asks "Even an old truck?" does he imply that he can understand that new trucks are Bhagavan? The problem is only when they get old or battered?

After what seemed like life-times of waiting, (I wondering whether it would seem imprudent for me to start on the lassi or peanuts before he had had some first), he picked up one peanut and had a swig of lassi. That, of course, gave me the go-ahead to fall face down on the peanut bowl.

Then he said, "This kewsjun can be answered at various levelses." He waited for me to finish stuffing my face, before continuing.