My cat doesn't have a great deal to worry about, but she makes the most of it when she can. In the morning, she get anxious about her food dish being empty. She stomps around the bed, sits on our pillows and purrs as loud as she can. When she's fed, if she's not sleeping she's usually trying to insinuate herself on my lap or biding her time until she can take over my office chair.
The vacuum terrifies her. Just seeing the beastly contraption sends her shooting out of the room in terror. As human beings, we tend to find this funny at times, forgetting that our animals are not capable of acting scared for our amusement. This is the real deal. No matter how many times I vacuum the house and she remains unharmed, my cat is equally afraid every time.
She suffers under her pervasive ignorance. No matter how kind I am to her, she'll always worry over the next meal, flee the vacuum cleaner and cry desperately for attention at random moments throughout the day. On the other hand, she's also capable of supreme contentment when she's curled up on my lap. Too bad it never lasts.
How lucky for us that we can overcome our ignorance and suffering with a little effort. My cat will never have that opportunity.