I’ve always been a mess when I see animal suffering…  Go figure…

The sight of a little helpless thing, being sad or scared, the effort an animal can make to survive, the horses racing or – as in WAR HORSE – finding his way home through war and hell, put me into pieces.  Yet, I don’t want to avoid that pain because it reaches a part of me otherwise not touchable.

I’ve learned that, a long time ago, when Stradivarius violins were made, they used the cat’s intestines because the sound was most perfect.  I always thought – as the Egyptians who consider them gods – that cats had something special, from I-dont-know-where.  Carrying the music of Vivaldi, Bach and other God-sent musicians is a great privilege.  So, next time you look at a cat, think about that…

Here are two photos:  the fist one is about a bird mourning beside his dead buddy.  I saw the video, it’s heartbreaking.

The second, it’s little Mickey who was on “animal death row” in the States and was supposed to be euthanized yesterday.  He’s so helpless, weeny and afraid!  He was finally taken to a foster home, but is sick… time will tell.  He is now eternal, as part of the iCloud.

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