Part Two
I wrote last time about how a little long-haired Chihuahua came into my life and changed it. He’s a little traumatized from his past, which I know nothing about. The only thing I know is he’s been abandoned three times and he can become a little attached to me and fearful that someone will take him away again. That’s OK because I have become attached to him too.
Pets bring a special joy to our lives. If we step back in to the creation story, we see that the Creator asked the created human to care for all the animals; and we are still doing it. The mystic Meister Eckhardt wrote:
Apprehend God in all things,
For God is in all things.
Every single creature is full of God
And is a book about God.
Every creature is a word of God.
If I spent enough time with the tiniest creature- even a caterpillar-
I would never have to prepare a sermon.
So full of God is every creature.
For our family, we’ve always had animals that at one point or another needed special care. Our little cat Junior developed high blood pressure which led to a swelling around his eye. In order to save his life, he had to lose an eye. It was a horrible thing to go through with him, especially since there was no way his little brain could comprehend why it happened. He went through the surgery, like a trooper, and came home for us to help him mend. I have to admit the first night bringing him home, I just wanted to cry seeing what happened to him and feeling responsible. All he wanted was to snuggle with us as he healed.
The incredible thing we can learn from our pets is they are so resilient. They take these things with stride while we humans stress over what it means to no longer have a part of our body or lack full capability- be it physical or mental. We instantly feel like we are less worthy, and we often treat others that way too. However, we may just be more lovable, like our pets. We may just need to know from others that we still matter. Junior healed completely, and went on to live a full and bouncy life until his kidneys finally gave out on him years later. Watching him suffer, lose weight, and making that decision to let him go was among the hardest things my daughter and I have ever had to go through. Through it we learned to set aside ourselves and our time to spend those final days being with him.
We had already lost a husband and a father. My daughter lost an aunt and an uncle. We had to give up other pets because of our living situations, thankfully to good homes. But death, whether it’s of a human family member that you love or a furry friend that you adore, is never fun for us. We had two other cats at the time and all they did was roam around looking for Junior. We had no way to explain to them where he was—he was gone and they would learn soon enough to carry on. Just like we learn in our loss. And yes, we still look around in our minds and hearts for those no longer with us.
When we brought home Rufus, a.k.a. Rukus, we knew there would be some challenges with him because his back legs didn’t work and they said he probably would never walk again. So we set out to make him comfortable and to feel as much like a loved dog as possible. The little Chiweenie soon put on weight and we found that he was a bouncy happy dog. He may have lost use of his legs, but he had not lost his desire to be outside or his desire to bark at other dogs and people. There were daily accidents because he couldn’t control his body, and we learned how to care for him in the way you care for an older family member whose body is failing them. I learned how to be encouraging to a little puppy who probably didn’t understand any of the words we were saying. I think of friends with Alzheimer’s or dementia who we visit, knowing that they will forget that we came, and knowing that they may not fully understand who we are and why we are there. But still we come to love on them to somehow hope that our few brief moments with them will bring them joy and bring us peace.
We worked with Rufus in the water moving his legs. We found out that he loved to chase after his Dino and play just like a regular dog. Eventually, we got him outside and discovered he still liked to do his business outside, if given the opportunity. And then one day he just stood up on his own and walked across the room. We were stunned. That’s how we discovered to never underestimate what God can do. Somehow, our love and encouragement had given him strength to stand up and little by little he did that. He never fully regained all his strength but we realized that when he could, qhe would stand and play and run around.
I think of people who have been injured maybe through a stroke or an accident and have lost use of their legs. How hard they have to work to come back from it. How much encouragement it takes from the people around them to spur them on. I think of the courage it takes to say, I’ll try again and again and again, hoping things get better. People look at Rufus in his wheels or as he bounces along on his back legs like a bunny, and think how sweet he is and how great it is that he is trying. And yet we can look at someone in a wheelchair almost with distain because their body has failed them. However, they are the same people that we are. They have worth and value that we can so easily disregard.
I am thankful for the advances we have made in adapting our culture to meet the needs of those with physical disabilities. How is it that we today can take care of our pets and ensure that they had the best care and the best advantage, but we have begun to roll back programs to help humans improve and have a better life. How is it that we have come to think that they are a drain on our system, when they have something to offer that is beyond our imagination.
We had a sweet little Cockerpoo, a cocker spaniel and poodle combo. Spencer had epilepsy, which meant seizures at unexpected times. Medication helped but wasn’t always affordable. And also meant lots of accidents. We learned how to help him stay calm during a seizure and how to help him recover from a seizure. We learned when they were serious enough to go to the doctor and when we could just help him through it. One of the sweetest things though was that our little cat Junior, the one who would eventually lose his eye, was the one that always came to soothe him. He would walk around him in circles when he had a seizure, and then when it was done, he would come lay beside him to comfort him.
Isn’t that what God wants us to do for each other? Come along side and just be there and bring comfort. We don’t always have to say anything, sometimes we can hold a hand and other times we just need to sit quietly until someone is ready to speak. Being present and bringing the spirit of the Divine with us is the best thing we can do for one another.
So if you have a pet at home, be at a dog, a cat, even a little guinea pig, I hope you will look at them as a gift. I hope we can learn as Humans to be responsible for loving and caring for them, and in that, learn to love and care for each other.
I hope you will learn from them how to love other humans in our lives. Everything in creation is connected. So when you see a human struggling, pray that you see them through the eyes of the Creator with love and compassion. When you see a friend in need, I pray you will let them know that you are there for them and with them. And I do hope if you don’t already have one of God‘s creations living in your home, other than a human, that you will look to a local shelter, Humane Society, or rescue organization to see who is waiting to rescue you.
Godspeed.
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