A Special Dog Angel

“with God anything is possible,”

A Priest told me something special one day while talking about the painful loss of my dog “Angel.”

What a sweet kind little being, a Samoyed who I didn’t name but had adopted her from a family with a hardship that gave her that name, and they wanted her to just get a great home which she did, with me.  When I met the family and Angel she came to me almost immediately which they said was so unusual because she had been a timid and shy dog even when relatives or close friends came by to visit.  When we met it was a sudden  comfort and joy to know each other and Angel knew I was special to her just like I knew she was special to me, I loved her and wanted to do all I could to be kind and helpful to her.  Those qualities rub off on each other because she was my best friend in reality and I was of course hers and more; even a savior of sorts in her spirit.

She hadn’t been spayed as the family that had owned her bought her from a breeder and they considered letting her have a litter of pups.  Funny thing was I just met a couple several towns away from my home while doing my work one day who had a champion male Samoyed.  Angel’s veterinarian said not to put her though all that, but I had a feeling it was what Angel wanted and needed.  So she got be a mom and had 6 beautiful fluffy white adorable puppies and from then on Angel showed what an Angel she really was!  She basked in her motherhood and was so sweet and attentive to her babies, so much so it brought me to tears.  I had worked as a photojournalist for a television station some years prior so I jumped into gear and documented the whole process of her transforming from being a timid little girl to being a wonderful matriarch of her 6 pups and me her best friend being just as attached.  Funny too was she had 6 which was just the number of children my mother had so that with everything else about the whole story fit to a “T”.

Once several years later there was the time when I was checking the oil in my Jeep out in the garage while Angel was in the back with two of her daughters which I had decided to keep with her as she deserved family of her own kind that she loved so much; with her for life.  They had been in the back yard a few minutes when Angel came up to my right leg and next to my boot ever so gently she was placing a new born squirrel that had fallen out of the dray up in one of the huge maple trees out there.  Earlier that morning when still sleeping after it being a very hot night, so I had the AC on and that fact with the windows all shut meant any typical outdoor sounds around my home were drowned out.  Angel stirred a few times and I just told her we’ll get up in a while.  She obviously could hear with her ultrasonic hearing ability the faint sounds of distress by the squirrels out there which I had no clue about.  Hours later when she recovered the baby it was in shock from the heat and dehydration,  so all I  could do was give it comfort as it passed.

Angel was amazing all the years I had her with me, and when I told a priest how bad a time I was having with the loss and that I felt like I failed Angel and should have done more, perhaps I could have done something to keep her on earth longer, to which he said, “oh, you gave her such a bad life,” of course making me snap out of it knowing I had treated her like an Angel, then he went on and he told me that he went through a very identical trauma when his former dog died which the children of the parish had given to him as a Christmas gift and that her name was Angel also.  My God, I thought; I had only just met and befriended this priest after the loss of a family member and hadn’t been to that church before.  I was crying by now as I told him that a man at work who studied to be a priest but didn’t continue on to be ordained because God through an epiphany showed him a better direction his life should go to serve the Lord’s will.  This man that I had known through work was very well read and highly intellectual and I thought he would give me something reassuring when I mentioned the loss of my Angel.  I told him how I have to see her again someday hopefully in the next world; but to my shock he said the Bible doesn’t tell us that animals are going to heaven but, “we his children are if we are worthy.”  I argued with him that for me to be happy in heaven or anywhere I have to see my Angel again and be her friend forever.  This man told me I was being selfish and not letting go, but this all didn’t add up to me.  When I told the priest all of this, as I wept like a child he looked straight into my eyes smiling and said, “Lawrence  just remember this, with God anything is possible, so rejoice in that truth because it’s all in God’s hands and He wants you to be happy.”

So why did this past event about Angel come to mind immediately while reading your beautifully written thoughts and words; I think what the priest told me applies here too and all of what you speak to, because it is all in God’s hands, but most important here is “with God anything is possible,” he does love us beyond comprehension and that must entail filling us with all the best imagined ideas we can ever come up with, and Angel is certainly a great idea to include, so I’m sure God works it all out perfectly and we will rejoice beyond measure when we are in paradise with Jesus Christ our Lord, Savior and Redeemer.

Lawrence Morra

“What no eye has seen, no ear heard, or the heart of man imagined, what God has prepared for those who love him.”

 

Mission Accomplished

dreaming about talking to some lady and having feelings in the dream of something being imperative

MISSION ACCOMPLISHED-Another Turtle Doesn’t Bite the Dust

I awoke very early this morning and found a message about my recent Blog post “Do You Think This Is A Joy Ride?”  This message struck me as being simple, pure and genuine in that its author recognized the deeply convicted spiritual nature of my message and intent.  So I decided not to go back to bed and write a response; even though it was only 2:30 AM, and I certainly needed to so I could get some urgently needed sleep, as I had been sleep deprived the last couple of days.  No, instead I stayed up and opened up, which I tend not to do especially online, about very deeply held personal challenges or struggles!  I was as a child a fairly open and very friendly lad, what one of my uncles whose name is Gus, referred to me as, “a happy go lucky kid!”  And I stayed that way true to my nature into adulthood, until more recent years when I was challenged by the cruel and ugly side of the world and some people that love being nefarious or even wicked, whether out of bitterness, worldly conformity, selfishness, jealousy, pure hatred of those they can’t understand, agendas or even at times pure evil; I became a target of such.  Maybe because as some would say I stood out in the crowd or was too loud and vocal about things I shouldn’t be, but as I saw it, if it involves me and the things that matter, damn straight I’m going to voice my opinion or stand up for my rights!

So, after writing a lengthy reply comment, I was too awake to just jump back into bed and instead talked to my dog that by now had shown interest in my own activity and problem which she now had too, of not being able to sleep like we should be.  But, after a little play, talking and hugging I thought it was about time to try hitting the hay again, so off to bed.  I went out like a light and started dreaming about talking to some lady and having feelings in the dream of something being imperative and I could see how I was motivated to get moving and do something; even though I didn’t know what!  I awoke again after sleeping barely an hour more and noticed how it wasn’t looking bright around the shaded window like it typically does at this time of morning; being just past sunrise.  I thought how if I would be taking my dog Penny for her walk we were going to have to do it very early before the sun is much up over the horizon, as it was supposed to be a hot day and major thunder storms are expected later today as I write this.  At that point I was so tired I thought maybe we can be lazy on Saturday and sleep in for a few hours!  And that way I could get much more rest and not feel so beat up, and that later maybe the clouds would be thick enough that the sun won’t be so intense, making for a somewhat comfortable walk for Penny. That’s because she is getting up in years and I don’t want to stress her in the high about 90 degree temperature with the humidity at saturation levels making it more like South East Asia around here.

But, then that imperative feeling came back which was definitely compelling me to jump up now and take the walk early as we had done for previous mornings.  So the mission began; which I had no idea was in play other than that imperative feeling of “get going,” and we were now off and out the door heading down the road we usually take that leads down along the water’s edge of a cove nearby my home, when that’s the path we decide to follow out of the several we use to keep things interesting.  As we walked along we seemed to be more interested in taking a more direct least encumbered path to a destination we usually end up at one way or the other and then sit for a spell, watching the ducks, geese and occasionally the swans that are just out in the cove just off and very near the shores edge.  Our walk became more brisk as I had noticed the sun and it’s full effect was starting to break through the heavy cloud and fog canopy overhead and the humidity was making me feel wringing wet, so I could only imagine how Penny would feel by the time we were on our way back home, especially if the clouds cleared completely!  So even though I had let her off the leash for a stretch which usually causes her to walk just ahead of me like the leader of the pack, she was now falling behind a bit and so I clipped the leash back onto her harness so I could keep us moving briskly in order to make our trip to the water sooner rather than later, in order to sit and rest then hurry back to the AC and some ice water!  Suddenly as we were in the general vicinity of where we will turn down another road to walk straight to the cove, as we were approaching this long dirt driveway that runs off into some nearby woods Penny stalled and got agitated about something, it seemed she was looking in the wooded area and stopped dead in her tracks and wouldn’t move even though I tried to get her going.  This was something she hadn’t done before especially in that particular location, so I eased up and tried to let her investigate a bit to see if she could show me what was going on that attracted her attention so much.  Nothing, I couldn’t see anything in the woods, which I figured had to be what was diverting her, maybe some animal sitting still or just behind some trees, but I’ll never know it seems because then she suddenly started heading in the usual direction we needed to go.  But then, we hardly walked another hundred feet and came to a short paved driveway where a woman was just walking around the back of her car and trying to get a closer look at something very small lumbering or trudging along going under the car.  Then I could see what it was, a baby snapping turtle, which it turns out that if I had come along a half a moment sooner or later; I would not have seen this little turtle today!  This immediately brought back my memory of how I once rescued one the same size in the capital city near a highway construction site by a nearby river.  Back then I was driving a cement mixer to pour new concrete mix for a bridge column and had just after the pour noticed something moving in the dust of the all dirt access road leading into the site.  I pulled over to the side and put on the air brakes and jumped down to investigate more closely, and that was the first time I rescued a baby snapping turtle, which I placed into my shirt pocket until I got back to the company property and parked the truck.

That turned out to be a long ordeal for both me and the baby snapping turtle that never would have made it in the location where I found it aimlessly wandering to its death.  It was late fall and I brought that turtle to a lake a few towns over a couple of days later and placed it near the edge of the water expecting it to scurry in like a bolt of lightning but to my surprise it didn’t move at all and then turned back toward me.  Then I thought, what is up with you little guy all these Lilly pads and a huge lake with all sorts of interesting wild coastline with plants to nibble on and with winter coming a nice muddy bottom for you to bury yourself and hibernate through the winter and you want nothing to do with it?  I could have left you where I found you I thought and you would be a goner already; so now what?  OK, I thought, I guess I found you and now it’s my responsibility to do right by you; so you want to winter in with a human being and take the easy route or path for some reason, maybe you even realize instinctively that some big mouth bass will swallow you whole here!  Lucky you I thought, how you had me out of all the guys that work around that site to notice you in time and put you in my pocket; all those other guys some I know and many I don’t I’m sure they either wouldn’t have noticed or if they did the last thing they would have done is put you in their shirt pocket, but more likely you would have been mashed under 40 tons of rubber and metal.

So, that turtle got back home with me to spend the entire winter with in a nice fish aquarium that I converted into a terrarium or turtle like habitat, months later in early spring after he had grown into a nice size juvenile yearling reptilian creature, I drove to a major state preserve to the site of an old ancient battle ground by much swampy land for his release!  I have to admit I did get a bit attached to this bugger that winter and I had many a talk with him or her, never tried to find out which, but now the moment of truth was arriving as I had to first park my Jeep on a fire access road and hike in a couple of miles to where I decided he would spend his life far away from that capital city and all the man-made world with all of its machinery and foreboding activity.  Yes, after all of our time together I wasn’t about to throw caution to the wind and say see ya later alligator, well OK, Turtle, and dump him at the most convenient place for me, NO NO, it had to be the most special place I could imagine were this special turtle would live a life of Greatness with other turtles hopefully, in a very primitive and wild area far removed from people, even me, although I had parting words for him about that point.  When I got to the water’s edge of the swamp and like that time many months prior placed him on the shore, but just before I did I said, OK this is your new beginning and I hope and pray you will love it here living a very long life that turtles like you usually do!  And then,  I went on to say that one day in the future I will remember you and take a hike back to this very spot and look for you to say hello again, but until then just remember our time together at my home and know that I love you and want you to be happy!  Then, this time as I did place him there by the edge of the water he without any hesitation darted with speed I never had seen this turtle display, right into the water with a plop and there he went straight down about four feet to the muddy bottom and got right to burying himself to hide from the prying eyes of the world.  Never knew turtles could be that shy, or maybe I had talked too much all those months and this turtle wanted out big time, it figured, wow crazy people!  I said again goodbye, and left that place, and haven’t been back since.  That turtle in his shell in that moment of truth got me thinking how I was really kind of shy behind my thick head and big mouth too!

Now all these years later, here I am with one of his kind again, which is sitting in the same tank terrarium that I’ve kept tucked away in my home; while I now think over how I will handle this rescued turtle.  They live many decades and that first one may now be in its prime or beginning to get old and might want some company!  Another, “Mission Accomplished!”

Lawrence Morra

 

BEEUTIFUL BEES

I wanted to mention I have grown to appreciate bees much more over the last 15 years when in my travels and around where I have my home bees began being impacted very negatively by mankind and started to diminish drastically.  There are debates going on and numbers get manipulated but when considering the entire world food crop for human consumption one expert seems to be talking more realistic when he said;  “Assuming that the major fruits, nuts and vegetables benefit from pollination, and that most animal food is from flowering plants requiring seed production (eg: alfalfa), that makes for about 55% of world food production benefiting from bees.”

But it is true that 90% of the fruits and nuts along with certain vegetables we enjoy here in America are pollinated most extensively by bees!  Not to mention flowers and shrubbery; what a massive loss and problem it would be if bees disappear; we will see and feel greatly the consequences of that catastrophe if it occurs.

So, needless to say “I Love Bees!” LOL!  Now I’m going to have breakfast a mixture of muesli, oat bran and rolled oats cereals with WALNUTS, BLUEBERRIES, STRAWBERRIES, BANANAS and HONEY; all the items in caps thanks to the BEE!  And, you know the value of those fruits and nuts in a diet to keep us healthy and ward off disease.  Take care and “Have a BEEUTIFUL Day!”   🐝

Lawrence Morra

The Gift of Devotional Love

In response to a fellow animal advocates commentary about one of my short stories.

Dear Friend and Great Animal Advocate of God’s, thank you for this acknowledgement and sharing of your beautiful experience with me and others!  I’m also thankful you came along to say this when you did because I was actually contemplating something stirring in my soul that I needed to address with God and the “Call of the Wild Things,” the Animals; but more profound the Wild in us as Human Beings!  How, if we are truly connected to our Maker we will always feel a stirring in our hearts that penetrates deep into the soul bringing us closer to the Wildness in All of Nature and indeed All of Creation!

When things are the quietest that is when we can hear the most, in that stillness we can hear the chorus of angels that speak to us through our deepest mind and being which is only from a pure heart!  I believe that connection you have with your Great Dog is like that, a connection that is pure and even more real than the physicality of our earthly life here; it is truly a GIFT from GOD!  That bond we feel in that relationship between two souls is also what we can have with our Maker!  Again, I thank you and your dog my friend for being who and where you are in all creation; you connected at this precise moment of contemplation!

Also I know how you feel about doing whatever it takes to save that life the way you have your Dog’s, because that bond of devotion and appreciation of actually being alive is what it’s all about!  Both actually existing, being alive but more importantly able to be totally cognizant of that fact, with visceral appreciation!

God Bless!

Lawrence Morra

“A God Sent Ray of Hope and Light on Thanksgiving for a Dog and a Man”

I rescued my dog from being put down at a shelter when I came along by God Sent about a dozen hours before it was scheduled and a couple of days before Thanksgiving!  If I hadn’t been working near the shelter and heard howls that reminded me of the wolf howl or “Call of the Wild” which I used to do with mush team dogs I had rescued years prior; like Jack London’s great story which I’ve always loved, I would not have been curious before the shelter closed that afternoon to go look and found out in fact that two Champion blood line Siberian Huskies had gotten out of a house in an affluent town next door and where there at the shelter only a few hours because their owners were frantically looking for them which was the call out for my current dog to give her attention to me in order for me to be aware she was in dire need!  I got there and knew the director from years prior when she was a dog officer for the town and I said; that dog what are you doing with her, no name on her cage?  And she said the Police Department decided she has to be destroyed!  I said “NO WAY,” only because this lady knew how determined and sure I can be she went out on a limb for me as she later told me and did what is unheard of there and called the Chief after hours and then others in the loop to save her; and the next morning I was waiting before the place opened in the parking lot!  I gave the lady Anne time to get things going and not even public visiting hours yet at that point, then I went in to ask about Penny which was the name they gave her months before and she said, ” Larry don’t say anything and go see your dog!”  Makes me cry remembering how I felt that day, just as Anne said that I started crying!  I love this dog so much I would take a bullet for her or do anything to protect her!  It’s been figured she is a dog with Jackal in her, being Basenji and Ridge Back!  She was very hard to control or get to be calm and nice in the house for the first few years’ lots of work and mopping up after her, very destructive and defiant almost, tearing down mini blinds to see who was outside nearby, wanting so much attention and freedom to do as she pleases!  I let her sleep on my bed every night now!  She loves me so much and same back to her!  Also turned out that the Police Department had given her a shot and allowed her to be adopted after some months of working with her in the shelter environment but she was brought back immediately by the family as completely unruly, the final nail in her coffin, that is until I came along in the nick of time!  Thanks be to God!

Hope I made you feel something nice inside telling you all this!

Lawrence Morra

Standing Boldly in the Darkest Hours

The Animal Rights Advocate Pledge.

Fellow Advocate if you can lead the way we can follow or when you need me or some other advocate to take the lead and advance the cause by all means don’t hesitate to say so, I’m more than willing and able to face any adversary for what is RIGHT and JUST!  To me my life means nothing if in the darkest hours I fail to stand boldly before our true enemies in this world, and there are many!  Prayer and fellowship with one another are always needed and beneficial but BRAVERY and VALOR are harder to come by in most circumstances these days, because too many would rather pass the “buck” or leave the “dirty work” for someone else to do!  I don’t have that problem because nobody owns me and I’m not beholding to any power on earth, political or otherwise and I’m always willing to go down with the ship if need be!  Justice must be served in this world because we know that evil has gotten too many to cooperate already, and that will not do, it must be stopped dead in its tracks and obliterated if necessary; because it intends on infecting the entire human race with its end being destruction!

“WE SAVE THE ANIMALS WE SAVE OURSELVES!”

We fail them; our lives are worth dust in the wind.

All of this I say because of “NDUME” the gorilla, in his honor!

Lawrence Morra

Better Angels of Our Nature

And inspiration from a simple post asking for signatures to seek justice in the murder of a puppy!  This quote headed the petition.  “A puppy was allegedly beaten to death in a shocking case of animal cruelty. The suspect reportedly used a shovel to fatally injure the helpless dog. Demand justice for this innocent animal.”

“Lawrence, thank you for fighting the savagery around the world.  The world needs the voice of moral to hang on to the logics of having compassion tying together society.  My best wishes.”

Thank you my dear Friend and compassionate Animal Rights Advocate!  Your stepping up is appreciated and it does make a big difference in advancing the cause to foster and protect all sentient animal life as we take these battles on one by one fighting the good fight seeking to make a difference each and every time with our collective powerful voice!  God Bless You and Yours!

Mikael, your assessment of the situation is accurate and faithful!  And I personally appreciate your recognition along with your fine upstanding moral support in this case; but moreover in the larger arena of how morals and humanity are dissipating profusely! I’m no perfect specimen but I am a basically decent good person like yourself and many others who are so tired and weary of the escalation of global troubles all instigated and inflamed by mankind!  Sometimes it seems the human race takes a great step forward to only take two backward! 

I deeply believe these words by one of my favorite Iconic Historical Figures of all time who was truly a wonderful man and human being to have walked upon this earth, Abraham Lincoln!  At his First Inaugural Address he spoke these words of great wisdom and to me they even pierced into spiritual depth of conscience that applied all those years ago and yet they do just as clearly today!

“The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield and patriot grave, to every heart and hearth-stone, all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.”

My Friend, and all fellow advocates, indeed the better angels of our human/spiritual nature must endure if we are to win these battles against all Evils!  That is our strength that we should rely on overtly with sincere conviction of heart, as God is our witness!

Amen 🙏  God Bless All Animals 🙏