Piggy Pick Up from the Pound!

 Today I began one of my favorite pastimes. Driving animals to one destination or another. I spent about a year doing spay/neuter shuttling for Red Door Shelter . That is where I met my beloved Hazel.

Hazel

Strangely how after I met her I felt I didn't need to do it any more....Now don't getting any ideas that I am getting another pig...I am enjoying the energy of another little being passing through. 


Well, today I am volunteering for Critter Corral. I received an email yesterday that there was guinea pig at the Anti-Cruelty Society (that is where Five came from)

(Five newly home from Anti Cruelty Society, tiny boy...big ears!! He still cuddles with Francy, too!)

and if I could pick him up. Well, of course!! How could I turn down such a fabulous opportunity to hang with a pig! So, I have him now happily munching on greens and hay in my healing sanctuary. Off we go to Hinsdale tomorrow to drop him off with the Critter Corral team who will make sure he is as perfect as he is and adopt him out to his new fabulous people! I love to be part of the travel of an animal to their final destination, a leg on the journey.

So, welcome and so long to the adorable little piggy boy who I am affectionately calling Bow in honor of my sister's amazing new dog, Bo (he is getting a reading tonight so I thought it appropriate!).

Bo

update on the rose colored glasses…a visitation.

I am always amazed at what happens when I ask for something.  I have been asking for a long time for a sign, or a message.  Why does everyone else see God, but I struggle seeing anything?  Well, I realized that what I am looking for and am given is very real.  A visitation that happens out in the world with seeming regular people...or so I think!  Here is my latest visitation experience.

While I was at the Morton Arboretum
fair 2 weeks ago I noticed there was a service dog. He was only wearing a vest so he was not for the blind. He was a companion for a young boy who I had the pleasure and honor of chatting with. We were both enjoying some hand made soaps and he told me very excitedly that he had tasted everything and smelled and touched everything and that he loved it all. Anything he could get his hands on. He said, smiling "my problem is too much pleasure". I put my hand on his arms and said that is not a problem. We chatted some more and as he began walking away I said I like your rose colored glasses (which he was actually wearing)! He came back and stood right in front of me and said "you know that these are glasses, right? They are not sun glasses!" I said "I know, they are rose colored glasses". and as he turned to go I said "You know the only time they don’t work is when you take them off"…he turned and gave me a thumbs up and said "Exactly".  Seriously? Really?
Wow. Who could have planned that! It seems that I might have gotten the lesson! I was and still am floored by that experience; enjoying it so much. I guess its like butterflies, when you ask to see them they show up!

I have been greatly inspired and have since purchased a pair of rose colored glasses for myself to keep reminding me that the only time they don't work is when I take them off.

Enjoy seeing the world anew!