Angels and Animals
Angel means "messenger," and these messengers come in many different guises. Here you can tell others what four-footed, two-footed, no-footed, or winged being brought you a message for which you are grateful.

I'm living quite in the "outback". There are many wild animals, birds. Five years ago I was working in the garden and suddenly heared a hen in our cherrytree. "This cackle can not be" I thought and looked for the hen. All I found was a starling singing. Suddenly he cackled again. It was very funny. Since this time I recognise him every year in spring time. I didn't knew those birds getting such old. And every year he knew new bird-languages: hens, ducks, coots, common buzzard and - I recognised, he is very often here, when I'm working in my garden and very near. I don't think that's only curiousity. So I tried to teach him a spezial whistle and he does after short time! In his singing of pure joy of live he sings our song.
- Margot, Germany   2 Jul 2009

My special Mike, (my cat). The little one who loved me so very much, as I did him. I see you in all of your favorite spots around the house. You are missed my little one. I hear your sweet purr. I know I will see you one day. A sweet little cat with a big soul. I heard you at my window last night. I know you are there. You take care my little one, a kiss to you on your sweet velvety black fur. I love you, Mom
- sp, USA   26 Jun 2009

...Andre', continued... Those little sharp fangs were a rude awakening in the middle of the night, but yet one more beautiful gift from my feisty little boy, Andre’.
- Vanessa, CT, USA   24 Jun 2009

My cat Andre’ is my wonderful White Knight and soul mate. Although he is having major health issues now with cardiomyopathy, he gives me great and beautiful gifts every day. Two days ago when I came home from work and he did not greet me at the door in his usual style, I found him in his bed lying down and looking very tired. After greeting him and loving him up, I left him (in tears) to prepare his dinner. I was so sad that he may not be with me much longer. He seemed so weak and tired. Suddenly he appeared in the kitchen, as if to say, “Don’t count me out yet!” I gave him a new toy I bought and he slammed it across the kitchen floor and we played with it until he sent it down the basement stairs, flying down the stairs after it in hot pursuit. He knew my sadness and he gave me the gift of joy and laughter. That night he came to me and slept on my pillow, as he did every night before he became very ill. He nibbled my lips to wake me and give him kisses. Those little sharp f
- Vanessa, CT, USA   24 Jun 2009

in my early 20s i was lost, wild, selfish, but not without heart. during a holiday visit to my family i accompanied a friend to a shelter where she planned to adopt a dog. she picked out a large shepherd mix and i went home with a cocker spaniel. the decision was irresponsible and impulsive, like me at the time. my parents wouldn't let him sleep in the house (allergies). i didn't even live in this country! but he spoke to me, this little deaf dog. he was 12 years old already when i adopted him. i made it work. i had to, because i could never give up on this dog. we figured out our life together and became inseparable. i taught him how to trust again (he'd been horribly abused) and nursed him through endless health troubles (heart, GI, kidney), and he taught me how to love. and give. nurture. be responsible. he was an angel on earth, and now he's an angel in heaven. but he'll never truly leave - i think of and speak to him all the time. he's in my heart.
- kmm, ny/ct   6 Jun 2009

I was too old, too unfit, too heavy and was told I did not possess the natural talent, but I so so wanted to be with horses. I exasperated my instructor who yelled 'heels down, shoulders back, the reins are too long, what are you doing!' until he was blue in the face. When he saw I wasn't going to give up, he stood back and thought, then said 'Breathe! Seek the horse's mind... Find that place in you where you know... ' and all of a sudden I noticed the Big Beautiful Bay was looking at me as I rode, waiting for me to find that place, and I did, and we became One. Later he and the Bay taught me how to jump, overcome - obstacles. Now we are together, riding life. I feel it has all been a miracle.
- s, Italy   31 May 2009

A few years ago I got a book 'The Essence of Gemstones' by Renate Sperling. I saw a pink diamond ring I loved but I wasn't about to wear it-I knew what the lesson of the stone was and I thought I wasn't up to that. Then I had a dream and saw the angel of the pink diamond; she said 'wear the stone' to me. I woke up and said 'I am not wearing that stone'. The next night I had the dream again but there were other angels, they told me again 'wear the stone'. I woke up and said 'I am not wearing that d*** stone!'...The third night I had the dream again, and I woke up and hung my head in shame, thinking they could probably do this for the rest of my life if they wanted. I said 'I'll wear the stone'. So now I wear the pink diamond. Never had the dream again after that. Still learning, still grateful.
- Kat, Denver, CO   27 May 2009

When I turned 8, I wanted a dog for my birthday because our most beloved dog, a Snousher (spelling) Zoe (pronounced Zoey) passed away. My Mom searched online for a dog and found someone who could sell us a Malti-poo (Maltise Poodle mix). He came to our house and seemed very nice. We bought the cute little puppy with green eyes and named her Libby. I loved her like she was my child. Abby (our other older dog, bff with Zoe) was not happy with Libby for obvious reasons. We had Libby for about four weeks until she got very sick and passed away. My Mom and I suspect the guy who sold her to us was an illegal immigrant from Mexico trying to make a quick buck from selling sick puppies. Who would do such a thing?!? We searched for about a month until we found another Malti-poo. She was from a family of other brothers and she was the only girl. I chose her and named her Libby 2 (we just call her Libby) and I have never loved anything more in the whole world. She is truly an angel.
- Madison, San Diego, CA, USA   17 May 2009

One of my best friends is my partner's dog Blacky. He's so faithful and good-hearted, constantly sticking to my mate's skin, never barking. He radiates quiet, peace and contentedness. I'm happy to share his dog's life with him and his master.
- Christina,   14 May 2009

Bien hacen en poner juntos a los anmalitos y a los angeles porque son lo mismo, los dos nos cudan y aman desinteresadamente y nos son fieles hasta en nuestro peores momentos. Elevo una plegaria a Dios porque los humanos aprendamos de ellos, no sufran maltrato y el mundo sea mejor. Nuestros hermanitos son voz.
- Alicia Contreras, México   4 May 2009

my dear dog , milo, was my shamin as i traveled through the black hole of depression to see the angels and smell the roses as i was transformed nto a butterfly. he is gone now but i will forever know he is my companion forever
- veeronica, pennsylvania   2 May 2009

Our cat Ripley is single minded. She brings gifts to us in our bed. She approaches you, not the other way around. When she wants physical contact she is all about it. Rubbing her head on our hands, feet, legs and purring as loud as she possibly can. Ripley reminds me to be myself and just a little bit wild.
- Pat, Mi   23 Apr 2009