Has anyone else noticed that the most
uplifting world stories lately usually involve animals? This past
week I have read about the female sperm whale who after divers had
worked hard to free her from a life threatening entanglement of
fishing lines and traps, returned to the boat after a joyous swim and
thanked each and every person by nudging them gently.
There was the story of a small
abandoned dog who had adopted a five week old kitten and refused to
be rescued without it. Then a story of a chimpanzee rejected by it's
mother. Zoo keepers placed it with a mastiff who had a litter of four
pups. The chimp is loving and being loved by the mom dog and it's
dog siblings. There are so many stories of cross breed mothering.
I remember the story from a few
years ago of a lioness who went without eating for a number of days
while it tried to keep a baby gazelle alive. Nobody knows why. This
week there was also a piece about a terrier and a baby fox who have
become great friends after the dog's owner found the fox pup.
Who can forget the story of the
mother dog that made numerous trips into a burning building to carry
out each of her babies. Or the dog who picked up a garbage bag and
carried it home. It's owners checked the bag and found a newborn
baby! Or the dog that slept on and around an abandoned baby, keeping
it warm in the cold, dark night until they were found.
Then there is the story of the
grieving pitbull who stayed by it's dead mate for over 12 hours. She
had been run over by a car that didn't even bother to stop but her
companion would not leave her. We've all been touched by the dogs who
mourn their owners passing by visiting grave sites to touching
coffins to waiting for them to get off the train.
Hundreds of stories abound of
animals saving their humans from all kinds of danger. The ones that
touch me the most are the dogs that sense subtle dangers. There was
the dog who went crazy in his owners bedroom until they woke up and
checked their new baby who had stopped breathing.
Or the newly adopted cat (just
adopted that day) who sensed his new owner slipping into a diabetic
low in her sleep. This cat sat on her chest and slapped her face
until she woke up enough to call for her son. The son, however, did
not hear her. This cat ran to his room and sat on his chest slapping
him until he awoke and checked his mother. In some cases it can be
said that the animal is so familiar with it's owners that it knew
something was different. But not this time. This cat was
completely unfamiliar with the people and it's surroundings and yet,
it knew. It was an older cat and had been someones beloved pet so the
shelter must have truly felt like prison to it. I think it was so
grateful to be part of a family again that it bonded quickly and was
determined to show its gratitude.
I watched a montage of pictures
involving our troops and the cats and dogs that they befriended in
the war zone. Even in hell, God sends reminders of gentler, kinder
times. These animals help them to retain their humanity in an
inhumane place. They bring comfort and love when it is most needed.
And our soldiers give love back.
My favorite story of the past week
happened somewhere in South America. A young girl walking home was
grabbed by an older man and being dragged off. We can probably guess
for what. A pack of wild street dogs heard her screaming and ran to
her rescue. They attacked the man, who let go of the girl. She ran
home and the dogs moved on. Who says there aren't angels?
So, today, I thank God for animals and
the lessons they teach us, the unconditional love they give us, and
for the wonderful examples of how we should really be. They are still
listening to their small inner voices even when most of us are not.
As a matter of fact, I think that the animals are becoming more human
and the humans are becoming more animal like. Does anyone remember
“Planet of the Apes”?
That's the view from my side of the
street, what's yours?
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