Wednesday,
July 2, 2014
“Dear God,
please let her chase a squirrel or a bird.
Let her play and jump, please.”
Five weeks
ago, my cat Angel got “caught” by two pit bulls, and when I saw her, she was in
the mouth of the male, being shaken, not stirred. It was a terrifying sight for so many
reasons. A series of miracles and
serendipitous events took place in a matter of seconds, and now, these weeks
later, she is still alive, and some days, I think, moving even better than
before. I have taken time to massage her
hips and legs when she lets me, and it seems to have allowed her strength,
courage, and stamina back in. But she
hasn’t been playing like she used to. I
think she misses it as much as I do.
Within
seconds of me thinking this prayer, she turned where she was, looked over at
the tree and trotted over to where she’d spotted a squirrel. She waited for a few seconds, crept in,
watched the squirrel a bit longer, and then zing!! Pounced!
My heart leapt!!
Then the
funniest thing happened – the squirrel, after having ”escaped” up the tree,
crawled back down, and just sat in front of Angel, neither of them moving for
the longest time. He moved ‘round the
tree to where the seed dish was and she followed. There he sat for a good half hour, eating seeds
ands watching Angel, who was two feet away, watching him.
That was
Monday afternoon. Yesterday, late
afternoon, I looked out and saw Angel snoozing in the shade, and a foot away,
the squirrel, up on a post, looking down on her. He scurried a little higher when I came out with
the camera, but still stayed for a long time, with Angel seemingly oblivious to
his presence.
Today, same
time of day, I sat out under the tree with Angel, and there he came, down the
tree, stopping to stare at us, with nothing more on is agenda than sharing
space with us.
Harmony....
comes in many ways, and comes as another prayer answered, and one that, until now, I’d
forgotten that I’d prayed!
