
According to polls, the most beloved poem by Germans is Hermann Hesse’s Stufen (Phases).
One of the lines reads:
In every beginning lives a magic, Protecting us and helping us to live.
Cats are definitely the champions when it comes to relaxation. Anywhere, anytime …
I’ve shared a photo of this “potted cat” before. It had settled down in this old stone flower pot, next to the walk way on a busy street, completely relaxed and not bothered about the surrounding commotion.
Louis, on the other hand, had a whole living room to himself where he felt so secure that he could completely relax, without shame or decency:


Do I really like it?
What the dickens is this?