My friends, Barbara and Alvaro, who I wrote about earlier in this blog (A Journey of the Soul and Renaissance Man), have recently rescued an abandoned puppy. They already have two bulldogs and weren’t looking for another dog, but there she was one night in their snowy field. Her name is Cricket. And the truth is, their little girl bulldog, Tula, has an irreparable heart defect and wasn’t supposed to live for a year. She and her brother, Chocho, are 18 months now and Barbara and Alvaro have been concerned about what will happen to Chocho once Tula is gone. Then along came Cricket with the exact same markings as the bulldogs. What are the odds?
Cricket showed up at the same time Barbara was working to rescue some semi-feral puppies in the village. She took them, in whatever combination she could catch, down to the shelter. She’d been given guarantees they would get good homes. Just today, now that the puppies are gone, she took their semi-wild mama to be spade. The next step will be to find her a forever home. She’s been abandoned three times already.
This is something we all do in these villages. We know we can’t save all the animals in need, but we do what we can for those that are presented directly to us. I’m writing this post to ask the same of all of you. We can’t give every animal a home, but please do everything you can to help those that come to you. We’ve domesticated them so they need us. They can’t do it on their own.
Here’s the email Barbara sent to all their friends about their new family member:
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Hi Everyone,
Monday night, I went outside after dark to close up and heard puppy yelps coming from our back field. I called out several times, then figured our neighbors had given their son a puppy for Christmas. Later, I let Chocho out and, again, the yelps. Chocho barked and ran to our back fence. I followed with a flashlight. A little puppy came up to the fence on the other side. After several attempts, I got her where I could pick her up through the cattle gate and took her inside “for the night”. I figured I’d take her to the shelter in the morning.
She cried a lot from the bathroom, but not too loud. I didn’t put her with the dogs because they were overly interested in her and she’s tiny compared to them, even Tula. In the morning, Alvaro let her out of the bathroom and put a gate up to keep her separated, but she just pushed it out of her way and came into the kitchen.
She spent several hours with the dogs, and, though I was taking another stray puppy down to the shelter that morning, I called for an appointment with the local vet just to check that she didn’t have any infections or diseases that could harm Tula and Chocho. On the trip down, she sat in a box next to me, calm and collected. I was impressed by this, and, of course, I was also touched by her cute little face and her spunky nature against two huge bulldogs who were all over her. The vet cleared her of any diseases/infections, so I got her all her shots and took her home.
Her name is Cricket. Last night she didn’t cry, she HOWLED in that irritating, high-pitched, puppy yelp ALL NIGHT LONG! She was in the bathroom, so we slept through most of it, but, man, I was mad at her when I got up. I greeted Alvaro with the news that Cricket was going to the shelter this morning. But there she was again, with the one bright blue eye, the other deep brown, looking at me with some trepidation as if she had already picked up on my annoyance and intentions. Of course, I melted, especially when I saw how Chocho had taken to her and how he was being more gentle today. She was much more playful with both him and Tula, soooooo…
She weighs seven pounds eight ounces. Chocho weighs 63 lbs, Tula 44. I have long wondered how Chocho will react when Tula, with her weak heart, finally dies, and wondered if a companion wouldn’t make it easier for him. Also, he is so bored with us. I walk him every day (almost), and one of us usually plays one time a day with him, but he has enormous energy and it hurts me to see him just lying around looking bored.
I have also always felt that if an animal comes to me, it is a blessing, not to be refused. Cricket seems to answer all three concerns. Today, the three of them have been playing so beautifully together, and Chocho is getting lots of exercise (except for the whole morning when Cricket slept soundly to make up for last night’s concert, perhaps even to prepare for whatever she is planning for tonight!)
So, as much as I don’t want another year of puppydom, with house training and all those mistakes, the chewing (all of our chairs are chewed at the edges from Chocho and Tula’s first year), the energy I have to give to all of this, I guess she’s here to stay. She’s smart, cute, charming. What else could I want? It is absolutely NUTS for people our age to be doing this, but Alvaro and I have laughed so much since we got Chocho and Tula, and the whole house, even all chewed up, and us, our clothes covered in dog hair and sometimes dog drool, well we’re all aglow here. What can I tell you?
Love,
Barbara
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So folks, we can’t know what joy the universe has in store for us. It just may come in the form of an animal in need. The next time you see a dog or a cat in trouble, go a little bit out of your way. Whether or not you can provide a home, you can certainly give comfort. And, I promise, you will be “all aglow” too.
Love to you all,
Jeane
Margaret And Bill says
A lovely post. Glad to see photos of everyone looking well and happy!
Jeane George Weigel says
Thanks! But is it enough to make you come home early? No, I didn’t think so 🙂
Grace Kane says
How brilliant that Barbara and Cricket found each other – or Cricket found her new main wards to entertain and bring new energy to….Tula and Chocho:) Barbara is very aware of the steward that Cricket is to all she (Cricket) has adopted…Very nice synergy at play in our lives – always – but it is nice to be reminded in cozy fuzzy ways. And its heart warming which is always a gift for the Anahata.
I know the reality of living in a veritable cloud of hairs…floating up and over and into all things. Vacuuming is satisfying for a short while and so we appreciate those few moments of the nearly hair free abode. At our house we have three adopted white and tan long haired chihuahuas…may as well be Angoras for the propensity of fur bunnies floating about, hiding behind French doors…and of course they sleep on the bed with us…so yes hair is everywhere:) We have many sticky hair remover wands thru out the house.
Thank you for the Camaraderie of pet stewardship one and all – Barbara, Alvaro, Jeane and all in your circle of friends.
Thank you Barbara et all for sharing the events of your life:)
Blessings will be as certain as the mornings arrival,
Grace
Jeane George Weigel says
It is a nice story, isn’t it, and a reminder of the joys available to us in ways we can’t expect. I thought Barbara and Alvaro were very generous to invite me into their home so all of us can celebrate their new family member with them.
Tell me about a hair-filled house! I used to say my paintings were mixed media: Acrylic and cat/dog fur. Kelee manufactures more fur than any animal I’ve ever lived with! And with seven of them, it’s truly a losing battle–on the hair front anyway. As far as the heart goes, it’s a win win as they say.
Grace Kane says
Christiane Northrup MD reminds that keeping those that we love unconditionally close is a powerful healing element in our lives….keep them close – human and pets that we hold with unconditional love, and appreciate our human bodies innate wisdom to heal itself. The healing hormones and other elements that are produced while unconditionally loving are what boost our immune system and keep us healthy…according to her..and I accept it as wisdom:)
May you always have Hairy hugs and kisses in abundance!!
Grace
Jeane George Weigel says
Always, my lovely animal family shores me up, in times of trouble and in times of peace. They are the perfect examples of unconditional love–great teachers and healers. I agree with Dr. Northrup. A friend said recently that unconditional love is all that matters and I agree with him, too. It’s good practice to be in that place as much and as often as we can be.