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Comment on What fascinates your pets?

Carol — Tue, 13 May 2008 06:57:48 GMT

What a lovely story. Before I had even finished it, I said to myself, "this sounds like a nurse talking" and sure enough when I read the bio, I found it to be true.

This is National Nurses Week, by the way.

Comment on Is it really possible to talk with the animals?

Madeleine — Mon, 05 May 2008 07:04:25 GMT

I love your eletters and usually feel a tingle of excitement when I start reading your stories. Of course animals communicate, with us as well as each other. We're the thick ones as it's us who can't or won't understand them. Amelia Kincade is the best animal communicator I have read.

I am also passionate about the health of animals and promote a natural diet vigorously. Please see my blog and comment http://holisticpetsupplements-news.blogspot.com/

Comment on Cell Dogs

Cathy — Sat, 26 Apr 2008 11:59:54 GMT

I would like to start this program for our prison in Nederland, Texas

Please advise.

Thank you.

Comment on Our Dog Hero, Jessie

liz — Fri, 18 Apr 2008 08:00:11 GMT

my white dove "Bird" sounded her earthquake alarm this morning!

Comment on Do You Talk to Your Pets?

Melissa — Mon, 31 Mar 2008 14:36:46 GMT

I only wish that I had understood Shannon's language earlier in her life. Heavy breathing means she's happy or excited about what's coming up-i.e. when I head toward the door going outside. I wish that dogs lived 40 years like birds do. She is my divine dog.

Comment on Do You Have a Good Fish Story?

Virginia Smith — Sun, 30 Mar 2008 14:22:43 GMT

I used to have Mollies. For those of you who don't know, Mollies and Guppies give birth to live young. I got so frustrated with trying to stop the Mollies from eating their young, I ended up getting rid of them.

A few years later I got a pair of Guppies. I expected to have the same headache, but they were beautiful fish and needed a good home. So I brought them home.

I knew the female was pregnant, but I miscalculated when she was due. I was surprised to find babies in the tank when I went to feed them one morning. What surprised me even more was that the adults weren't trying to eat them at all! I've added a few new ones over the years, and now have around 50 in a large tank and have given away quite a few to good homes. I never have to worry about any babies being eaten.

Many people I have talked to who have Guppies say that they have to be very careful or the babies get eaten, so this isn't normal behavior for them. I don't know why my Guppies are different, but I'm glad they turned out to be such great parents.

Comment on Do You Talk to Your Pets?

kelly — Thu, 27 Mar 2008 07:50:19 GMT

I have an American Eskimo dog named Mickey. We fell in love about 5 years ago at a shelter for unwanted animals. Mickey was terribly abused and very skiddish when we first met, it took a long time and lots of love before he began to trust me. In the beginning I thought that I was meant to save Mickey but as it turned out we were meant to save eachother. My life took a left turn and was turned upside down with serious health issues resulting in a divorce. I have had a long hard struggle trying to get on my feet for the last two and a half years. Several times I wished I was no longer on this earth and thought about ending my life. The only thing that stopped me was my love for my furry friend, who would take care him and love him as much as I do?

The day came when I had to go to divorce court. After all was said and done I walked out of the court room and looked at a woman who I was sitting beside before I went in and said "well, the best man won! I got the dog.....the entire room of people split a gut laughing breaking the tension that was looming as people awaited their fate.

For those of you who never thought of this.....Dog spelled backwards is God, nothing but pure love. Truer words have never been spoken. The good Lord sure knew what He was doing when He put Mickey and I together, I don't know how I ever lived without him. I thank God every single day for putting such a special angel in my life, Mickey is nothing short of a miracle.

Comment on Be Prepared for Disaster

Kathy Pippig — Mon, 24 Mar 2008 14:52:11 GMT

I wrote this right after Katrina hit. I watched the news and was heartbroken learning people could not take their beloved fur kin with them when they evacuated.

She Cannot Say Good-Bye

It is a comfortable little place -- their home
and it is paid for, cozy, and theirs alone
Just the two of them, therein, reside
... an older lady and the aging canine

Listening to the radio, as the storm grew
tears well in her eyes, upon hearing the news
She gazes at her friend, and he regards her, too
Reporters are saying everyone must now go...
she was to pack only what she needed from home.

She shakes her head and wonders, Didn't they know?
that folks like her had no means to get away
and no car of their own.

But officials called to say public transport would stop by;
they'd take her and her things, but her beloved friend could not ride
Tears fall as thunder and lightning rent the damp air
Her friend pads over, then leans against her, there in her chair

Sensing her sadness, the old dog wags his tail
As the wind past their porch swells to a wail
he reaches up and reassuringly licks her hand
And as he has always, by her side, he will stand!

She sobs at his sweet, loyal gesture, for he does not know
that on this journey, her dearest friend will not go
They had weathered life's storms and both had grown gray
She worries as they were never long, from the other, away

She rises slowly when she hears the knock on the door
a man takes her bags, saying, "I’m sorry, ma’am, it’s
now or never -- we can wait no more."

When the old dog follows her, she says, "No, go inside where it's safe."
his expression is one of bewilderment and hurt, as rain pelts his face
When she steps into the bus, she hears him whimper and cry
She cannot turn around to him. She cannot say good-bye

She studies the man who holds her bags, then she steps off the bus
When she reaches her friend, she says, "No future is as important
as the gift that is us."
She bends down and, happily crying, embraces her furry soul mate
"The worst storm ever is near, but alone, you will not have to wait."

Later, as the night explodes 'round them,
and she draws him snug to her side,
he lifts his fuzzy head, stares lovingly at her
and she contentedly sighs.

For on this, their last journey,
the two would be together
always . . .
. . . now . . . and forever

Comment on Do You Talk to Your Pets?

Kathy Pippig — Mon, 24 Mar 2008 14:51:01 GMT

Yes, I talk to my fur kin, all the time. These are my feelings about dogs...

Dogs are like the brightest star, blazing through the darkness of night, and they are like a sun that outshines the day. They burn so intensely, so brightly. And for some, that blaze is for only a short time on this planet. Well, at least they get to spend more time in Heaven if their stay here is not as long as we'd like it to be. In nature there must always be a balance. Perhaps their stay is weighed with the goodness that fills them. It is said one cannot get enough of a good thing--dogs are that good thing to me.

I think our furry family members have the capacity for deep compassion, love, and concern for beings of all types, human and otherwise. I believe it goes beyond human understanding--because what they give comes from a heart that is pure, a spirit that is guileless, and a soul that operates on a level higher than anything close to human.

I am convinced dogs unfurl their wings when we are not looking. Have you ever noticed an expression they have, especially when they smile, that gives hint to something wondrous and grand? As if they have the most incredible gift they are hiding behind their back but you can tell they want so very much to show you what it is. Well, when I see that expression I could swear I feel the flutter of their wings in my heart. ...

Dogs can touch and mold our hearts, our spirits, and our minds. And in so doing they bring us a little bit closer to embracing, within ourselves, the goodness they are. Which is grander than any concept of humanity.

Kathy Pippig

Comment on Are their invisible wings fluttering nearby who could assist you with your animal companions?

Kathy Pippig — Mon, 24 Mar 2008 14:52:55 GMT

Who Are They?

They have been our escorts, our guardians, our guides
dedicated caretakers, protectors, the soldiers at our side
They have been our teachers, our mentors, our friends
confidants, companions, they have helped the sick mend

What are they? Who are they? Can anyone say?
Servants? Elected officials? Or someone we pay?
Do we meet them in school? On the job? At war?
Or are they waiting for us, eagerly, behind the front door?

these furred critters are Heaven's fauna
with souls as bright as a summer dawn
into our care they are given in love
their love for us, and His from above

they are the Creator's gift, lovingly lent
with a measure of Heaven they're sent
when in our Lord's land some may abide
many return, in spirit, to be by our side

how then shall we greet these beings?
these creatures who judge not in seeing
our faults, our weaknesses, our souls
these beings who can help make us whole

when it's time, from us, for them to depart
they'll take a piece of our fractured heart
cradled softly in their keeping from afar
'neath a canopy of sunlight and stars

some will soon join up with human family
who were earth-bound but are now set free
while others eagerly await the day
of their very special first Earth stay

will we greet them with arms held wide
welcome them warmly to live at our side
or will we spurn them as beasts of no worth
subject them to derision, neglect, and hurt

what are they? who are they? can anyone say?
these ones whose visits seem but a short stay...
being guileless, innocent, and pure of spirit
does any description other than angel fit?

copyright 2008 Kathy Pippig Harris