As kittens, we experience this a lot. All it takes is for the wind to ruffle a feather, for us to get an unexpected treat, for us to hear the enticing gurgle of water, and we're in. Sheer enchantment. Amazing. Full of the here and now. Then we grow up and grow old and these little things and trifles don't impress us so much anymore. We know it all and we know it all and we don't care. But we're missing out, aren't we? This raises some remarkable questions for us. Is it possible to regain the original undisguised enthusiasm for life that was once so natural and intrinsic to us? Can we stop being indifferent and insensitive? Can we, you and I, dear readers, awaken our inner kitten?