Panda's First Smile

Panda's First Smile
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Sunday, February 12, 2012

Moment of PRAYER dedicated to all in World of Animal Rescue and Friends

That is awfully suspicious looking...not sure I'm gonna like this.

Oh, wait a minute! Nom-nom, slurp-slurp...mmmm! Me likes it!

Ooooh! More! More! I want More! Give me more! More!

Oooooh, I haven't felt this way since I was a wee, suckling piglet.

Except now that I'm big, Drippage can be an issue so need more.

Once she realized it was freshly squeezed, organic carrot juice,
CoconutPie loved her feedings...and Raj tried to suck up so
much at one time it dripped all over him and his amounts
had to be carefully dosed!

MMMM...that carrot juice sure was good.

We will do our best to live. We are not out of the woods yet by a long-shot and so ill mom will not risk stressing us more by taking
us to the vet, but will call requesting antibiotics for our pneumonia.
All we have eaten is our carrot juice, no solid food. We are very
weak and limp so still sleep with mom until right before she
falls asleep then puts us back into our large, new pen without
a top adjacent to her bed (which we hope she stops falling
out of...but that's another story.)

We had written a poem/prayer to thank you.

Then mom erased it because she is in 
shock and grief, doing strange things.
Stranger than "normal" strange 
things we are already accustomed to...
Like learning how to say "watermelon" in Hindi.
(It's "tarbooz" in case you wondered.)
Ernest Hemingway once wrote the shortest 
short story in six words:
"For sale: Baby shoes, never worn."

Mom replaced our poem/prayer with one for
Calvin, MacNutPie, and Taj Mahal.

"Laughing eyes:
Ashes fertilize
Apple orchard."

We cannot express how deeply grateful we are to
each and every one of you for each and every
thought, word, prayer, deed, 
shipped-overseas jar of awesome, homemade marmalade, 
and breath of love you have and continue sending us.
Which is why we wrote you the poem/prayer
mom erased for no reason.

She said the best thing we could do
to show our gratitude to you is LIVE.

"We agree.
Breathe deeply:
Stand up."

(Six words.)

"Love You.
Two words.
Mean more."

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  1. Eat, drink, poop and be healthy.

  2. Six words: Well chosen. Happy future.

  3. Oh this is so good, to see dearest Raj taking his juice . . . you are doing such a good job, Chana, you really are.
    We here are sending more love and kindest, most loving good thoughts . . . please give Raj a gentle stroke from all of us. We love him - and you and EVERONE there! xxx

  4. yes, two words mean more ....
    LOVE YOU .....