When I was 12 years old, I began to pursue a career. I gave it great thought and a decision was made and set in stone. I was going to be a Veterinarian! I loved animals, but their dander set off my asthma every time I left the Big Cat House at Brookfield Zoo. And, it just so happened that there was a Vet Clinic three blocks from my home. So one fine day I raised the level of my courage to the point of action and I walked to the Clinic to volunteer my services.
“Oh, yes, we would be glad to have you help,” the receptionist said. “Come back Monday afternoon and bring a small plastic shovel with you.” I was elated. It was my first “job” offer and I was at step one of a fantastic career! Until…until I was half way home and realized what the plastic shovel was for…it was a pooper-scooper! That was the end of my career as a Vet.
My fondness for animals remains.
The Church got it right…once a year they bless the animals. Now why didn’t I think of that?
So these three Posts are created to praise the animals I have encountered on my Journey and those I am destined to either encounter or to be.
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