The first is how interconnected we all are. When I read it I felt a bit like I was watching the TV show called "Touched" staring Kiefer Sutherland. The show is about an autistic child who does not talk but communicates with his father and the world about important interconnections between people through numbers. The child somehow knows about how things all come together in an interconnected web of relatedness. Throughout the show, we see how random happenings all over the world are not so random at all but are synchronized and connected.
The second thing the post reminded me of is the power of attachment. In simple terms, secure attachment to others and even to our animals causes us to see, feel, and know when they need us. It directs us to take some kind of action toward the loved object, to respond to the call and to sooth the distressed heart.
Here is the unedited thread. It really speaks for itself.
Took my dogs for a walk down the road this morning I knew my Daisy, with her good sniffer, would find the little thing. I kept thinking how scared and alone he must feel. My good girl Daisy found him and he again went down the steep embankment into a small cave like area. Was able to toss down handful of small dog treats for him to eat.
Walked back home and asked hubby to help me out and see if he could get the puppy out. He makes it down the embankment, clears debris, and can't reach far enough in to get a hold of the puppy. I look up at the sky and say, "Dear Lord please help us get this puppy out to be safe and help us find it a good home."
A few seconds later I see a 4 wheeler round the curve; I flagged it down. It was a mother and her son. They were just out joy riding at the time. I told them what was going on and they watched as my husband finally was able to get the puppy out.
I heard a squeal and the boy said, "My puppy!" His mom then told me about how it went missing and was amazed it was so far from their home. Found out it's name is Meg. Meg was just so happy to see her owners wagging her tail and licking them. Now that is amazing how they happened down the road at the same time we were there; a wonderful feeling.
The part I forgot to mention was the mother had told me that the night before the son had a dream about the pup.
Just made me smile because God knows our hearts. My husband grew up different and to his way of feeling is a dog is just a dog. He has had to live with the fact I am far, far, far to the left of his feelings when it comes to my animals. Lol, many a war has been fought on the home front...so to speak. So you can well imagine, for him to slid down an embankment, full of poison ivy, to rescue a dog that isn't mine, is quiet a feat.
by Heidi Winiger George
June 23, 2013