I once saw two birds hit the glass door leading out to the backyard. One flew away while the other didn't. I noticed it was breathing so I picked it up. I carried it to my grandmother's house (she lived next door). She told me it was just stunned. A few minutes later it flew off then came back and rested on my hand for a few seconds, looked at me, and flew off. I believe the bird thanked me for caring for him or her.
Oh Allison! I got chills reading this. My heart shouts YES! God speaks to us through the animals, nature, and the universe that surrounds us, if we'll only pause to look, listen, and pay attention. I'm so glad He's sending you peace and comfort and reminders to be still and rest even if it doesn't make sense to the rest of the world. What a blessing you are. Thank you for sharing.
Animals are God’s greatest gifts to us and the way most people treat them, daily, brings a constant tear to my eye and pain to my heart and soul. Not just Dogs. ALL animals. Man needs to change and stop thinking and acting like everything was placed on this earth to be used by him as he sees fit.
The Horrific Dog festivals in Asia? Bull fighting in Spain? Zoos that are only to use and abuse God’s creatures for profit? Maiming wild animals so they can be used for selfies? The Redlands dumping grounds in Florida? Confining elephants to 30 or more years, entirely alone, watching them slowly go mad?
I have deer and also a rabbit I call “Bugs” who I watch daily in my backyard. He/she comes back every year to the same spot for some Romaine lettuce. We had a hummingbird (“Buttercup”) who came back every year for 5 or 6 years and said goodbye each time she left for the year. They can tell which humans are ok and which are not. It’s no wonder many species are turning nocturnal to avoid mankind. This is fact.
That deer was not only listening to you sing that beautiful, heart wrenching song. (Your voice is so soothing, probably, even to them. I suspect that deer knew that song or at least the lyrics, if you know what I’m saying.
Every night and day I pray to God for the safety and welfare of all animals. I’m in no way surprised that you did exactly what you did. That’s because it’s what I would have done and have done. Rescue any way we can. Sorry to go off, but you hit a nerve here that’s been exposed since I was a child. Bless you for showing people the benefit of them. We can all use some unconditional love and good luck. Animals are the only beings on this earth we will get that from. May God bless them all! JB
I left out the fact that when “Bugs” is out in the backyard, I’ll often go out there, stand, and watch out for Hawks, etc. that circle all day long. No one gets picked off on my watch! Not my Bugsy, if I can help it.
I look forward to your hummingbird story. I have a few, all about her.
The night my Daddy died, 19 years ago last week, I was sitting on my parent's front porch with my Mom, in the rocking chair. A street light sits between the sidewalk and the street, and an owl flew down, sat on the line and sat there staring at us. I said "do you see that?" and Mama said "yes" and then "that's your Daddy." The owl visits me from time to time when I'm home visiting. One night I was sitting on the porch smoking and I looked down past the holly bushes that line the entire porch but break at the step down onto the path from the porch to the sideewalk and something was casting a shadow. I thought "That's a big cat." But it wasn't a cat. It was the owl, sitting on the grass. I got up, opened the door slightly and summoned my Mom. She saw it too - it stayed despite our movements. In Dec 2012, my Grandmother was in the hospital a few weeks from death. I was alone in my Mom's house Christmas eve - my Mom was staying at the hospital. I was in bed, and thought about how I'd never been alone on Christmas. And just then the owl made it's "hooting" sound.
Animals are sent as signs. And in my experience, at the right moment.
What a beautiful pause, Allison. I am a definite believer in signs and aware that our loved ones can communicate with us through animals. My oldest sister is critically ill and in ICU. I was gone for a few days to sit with the family and when I returned, a family of doves had moved in on my balcony. I take it as a sign of peace and it gives me comfort. If only they would go somewhere else to poop. :)
Allison: many moons ago I was walking along the edge of a small river. A very small river. At this one bend of the river was a sandbar and on the inner part of the bend, the water is shallow and on the other side, the water is deep. This was winter, a Michigan winter so there was a bit of snow. As I approached the sandbar I could hear some squawking and I looked around and found a duck that had stepped into a trap. The duck had this trap on its leg but was swimming in the deep area. I grabbed a stick and pulled the duck and trap toward me. I released the duck which immediately hauled ass out of there. I watched as it flew toward where I could no longer see it. Being winter there were no leaves on the trees so I could see the duck for quite a ways. A little while later I hear a noise and the duck was back, circkelling (sp) up overhead. Just for a few moments then it flew away. I know that the duck came back to thank me. One never knows, but on this occasion, I know. As always, much love to you❤
I once saw two birds hit the glass door leading out to the backyard. One flew away while the other didn't. I noticed it was breathing so I picked it up. I carried it to my grandmother's house (she lived next door). She told me it was just stunned. A few minutes later it flew off then came back and rested on my hand for a few seconds, looked at me, and flew off. I believe the bird thanked me for caring for him or her.
I believe it too. 🤍 🐦
Oh Allison! I got chills reading this. My heart shouts YES! God speaks to us through the animals, nature, and the universe that surrounds us, if we'll only pause to look, listen, and pay attention. I'm so glad He's sending you peace and comfort and reminders to be still and rest even if it doesn't make sense to the rest of the world. What a blessing you are. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you, Dee. 🤍
Animals are God’s greatest gifts to us and the way most people treat them, daily, brings a constant tear to my eye and pain to my heart and soul. Not just Dogs. ALL animals. Man needs to change and stop thinking and acting like everything was placed on this earth to be used by him as he sees fit.
The Horrific Dog festivals in Asia? Bull fighting in Spain? Zoos that are only to use and abuse God’s creatures for profit? Maiming wild animals so they can be used for selfies? The Redlands dumping grounds in Florida? Confining elephants to 30 or more years, entirely alone, watching them slowly go mad?
I have deer and also a rabbit I call “Bugs” who I watch daily in my backyard. He/she comes back every year to the same spot for some Romaine lettuce. We had a hummingbird (“Buttercup”) who came back every year for 5 or 6 years and said goodbye each time she left for the year. They can tell which humans are ok and which are not. It’s no wonder many species are turning nocturnal to avoid mankind. This is fact.
That deer was not only listening to you sing that beautiful, heart wrenching song. (Your voice is so soothing, probably, even to them. I suspect that deer knew that song or at least the lyrics, if you know what I’m saying.
Every night and day I pray to God for the safety and welfare of all animals. I’m in no way surprised that you did exactly what you did. That’s because it’s what I would have done and have done. Rescue any way we can. Sorry to go off, but you hit a nerve here that’s been exposed since I was a child. Bless you for showing people the benefit of them. We can all use some unconditional love and good luck. Animals are the only beings on this earth we will get that from. May God bless them all! JB
Right on, JB. I will at some point write my hummingbird bird story. 🤍
I left out the fact that when “Bugs” is out in the backyard, I’ll often go out there, stand, and watch out for Hawks, etc. that circle all day long. No one gets picked off on my watch! Not my Bugsy, if I can help it.
I look forward to your hummingbird story. I have a few, all about her.
Hummingbirds are always auspicious symbols in my life. ❤️
Thank you
I love you.❤
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The night my Daddy died, 19 years ago last week, I was sitting on my parent's front porch with my Mom, in the rocking chair. A street light sits between the sidewalk and the street, and an owl flew down, sat on the line and sat there staring at us. I said "do you see that?" and Mama said "yes" and then "that's your Daddy." The owl visits me from time to time when I'm home visiting. One night I was sitting on the porch smoking and I looked down past the holly bushes that line the entire porch but break at the step down onto the path from the porch to the sideewalk and something was casting a shadow. I thought "That's a big cat." But it wasn't a cat. It was the owl, sitting on the grass. I got up, opened the door slightly and summoned my Mom. She saw it too - it stayed despite our movements. In Dec 2012, my Grandmother was in the hospital a few weeks from death. I was alone in my Mom's house Christmas eve - my Mom was staying at the hospital. I was in bed, and thought about how I'd never been alone on Christmas. And just then the owl made it's "hooting" sound.
Animals are sent as signs. And in my experience, at the right moment.
Wow!!! I am with you 100%. 🦉
This is further proof that you're not only a "horse whisperer" but also have deep karma with all God's creatures.
Thank you Allison
What a lovely share
I hope your bunny comes back to visit 🌻💕
What a beautiful pause, Allison. I am a definite believer in signs and aware that our loved ones can communicate with us through animals. My oldest sister is critically ill and in ICU. I was gone for a few days to sit with the family and when I returned, a family of doves had moved in on my balcony. I take it as a sign of peace and it gives me comfort. If only they would go somewhere else to poop. :)
Allison: many moons ago I was walking along the edge of a small river. A very small river. At this one bend of the river was a sandbar and on the inner part of the bend, the water is shallow and on the other side, the water is deep. This was winter, a Michigan winter so there was a bit of snow. As I approached the sandbar I could hear some squawking and I looked around and found a duck that had stepped into a trap. The duck had this trap on its leg but was swimming in the deep area. I grabbed a stick and pulled the duck and trap toward me. I released the duck which immediately hauled ass out of there. I watched as it flew toward where I could no longer see it. Being winter there were no leaves on the trees so I could see the duck for quite a ways. A little while later I hear a noise and the duck was back, circkelling (sp) up overhead. Just for a few moments then it flew away. I know that the duck came back to thank me. One never knows, but on this occasion, I know. As always, much love to you❤