animal-stories

Katrina held Bram in her arms, speaking softly, reassuringly, as they approached baby Modoc.This was an important moment, a beginning, for she knew the boy would spend his life with animals, especially elephants, and the meeting was of utmost importance. Neither the elephant nor the baby said a word. All was quiet as they looked at each other. Mo__ small trunk wormed its way up, reaching to the baby. As Bram leaned over, his little hand pulled loose from Katrina__ grasp found its way down toward the trunk. A finger extended to meet the tip of the trunk. Bram__ expression was one of curiosity; he felt the wet tip, Modoc moved her __inger_ all around Bram__ hand, sliding it across each finger and the palm. A big tickle grin spread across Bram__ face, Modoc did her elephant __hirp,_ a tear glistened as it ran down Katrina__ face. All was well. The future had been written.

Gusty McCabe, tha's m' name and tellin' stories, tha's m' game, If they all ain't true I ain't t' blame, I'll tell 'em all just the same.

Little Joe was still behind him. Eli could feel it. He wanted to look back, but he couldn__. The tears were too close. If he were Fancy, he__ turn around and kick and buck and moo and do just about anything to keep his calf near. But Eli wasn__ Fancy; he was a farmer.

They got a manure machine in there,_ Keller said. He went up to the barn and peeked through a hole between tow boards. __n wheels. It__ fun to ride sometimes, when you don__ care how you smell.

Pa never told stories like Grandpa. Or treated the barn like family. Eli knew how Grandpa__ own pa had built the barn by hand, hauling bluestone for the foundation behind a stubborn ox with horns as wide as a tractor. How the smell of the plank walls was like family and how you never washed your chore coat so the animals would smell that you were family, too.

Since the so-called Age of Enlightenment, our shaky anthropocentric, rationalist egos have been brainwashed to forget what 'primitive' cultures once understood: Animals can be manifestations of celestial beings in disguise; they possess supernatural abilities, and they can be our spiritual guides and healers.

Fortunately the Omanis are generally very friendly and in no time at all, I had a knight in shining white dishdasha offering to help me.

Who knows what the long-term effects of saving rescue dogs are and the healing lessons and love they bring to Earth? Each one of us has the capacity to influence hundreds - even thousands of people or animals through the way we live our lives.

Roaches should never trust humans. We__e all doomed.

It should be noted, as with so many legends and popularly accepted truths created out of political motivation: There, in fact, is no evidence that the hundreds of murders historically attributed to the werewolves of Gévaudan were actually caused by wolves. As with all witchhunts, the endless battle against ignorance requires one to always keep an open mind and sharp wits when considering such rumors - especially the rumors we choose to enjoy.