This blog is dedicated to my friend, my mentor, and the best teacher I have ever had. Without him, I would not have embarked on this amazing journey. Split, this blog is for you!
Ponderosa Misty Icon, aka "Split," is a handsome gray Welsh pony who came to me via a phone call "out of the blue" (actually Peterborough, Ontario). Our first few months together were rocky to say the least, which made me question my ability as a horse owner, as a horsewoman, and as a rider. Forty years of horse ownership had not prepared me for this little gray pony!
But we muddled through and because of Split, I have begun a journey that is both spiritual and enlightening. I hope something here resonates with you and that you'll check back now and then.
We leave you with one of our favorite quotes: "The best whisper is a click!"

Sunday, March 6, 2011

I Love Lucy!

No, not the "vitameatavegimen" Lucy. (Although if you remember that.........you're old like me! ha ha ha) I'm talking about Lucy the mini pin or "chi pin" (pronounced "chee-pin").
Lucy quickly adjusted to life at Granny's Doggie Day Care and even looked forward to coming here each day! Sometimes, after she was let out on Saturday mornings, she would even run to Annie's car and sit there, staring at it and whining, clearly saying, "Come on! We have to get to Granny's! She's expecting me!" She didn't realize it was a "weekend!"
Shortly after Lucy's arrival, we noticed this odd "lump" on her abdomen. It wouldn't be there and then slowly, like a balloon filling with air, it would appear and get bigger and bigger...........and then disappear again, only to start the whole thing over again. We wondered if it was somehow connected to the surgery she'd had for spaying and to repair to bilateral hernias she'd developed from bearing too many puppies.
We were off to the vet again. After a lengthy exam, the vet seemed perplexed and said she thought that what we were seeing was Lucy's BLADDER! For some reason, it was OUTSIDE of her abdominal cavity. We were to bring her home and watch the "lump" as it got bigger and then take Lucy outside to pee. If the lump went away, it was her bladder and we were facing an emergency situation!! Unfortunately, the vet was right on with her diagnosis and Lucy was rushed into surgery that afternoon. Apparently when she'd been spayed, the clinic that performed the surgery had "tried" to repair the hernias (which apparently were quite large) but had no idea how so they simply threw in a few sutures (the vet said she saw sutures in healthy tissue - in places where there was no reason for sutures!) and closed her back up again but they sewed her bladder outside of her abdominal cavity! Yikes! Lucy recovered very quickly (a testament to her tenacity and positive demeanor!) and was soon back to her old self again.
Annie, on the other hand, was left with a $1,000 vet bill! But as I reminded her....when you adopt an animal, it's like having a baby....you take what you get and you deal with any responsibilities that come with it. I did, however, suggest that she contact the rescue organization from whom she adopted Lucy to let them know what had occurred at this clinic in the hopes of preventing it happening to any other animals. The rescue group was appalled and began an investigation; our vet also became involved, and the clinic was shut down. The rescue group requested a report from our vet and a copy of the bill which we were happy to share with them. Several weeks later, Annie received a check from the rescue group, reimbursing her for the costs incurred because of Lucy's surgery!! We were not expecting that at all but of course Annie was thrilled and it was reassuring to know that there are such wonderful, responsible rescue groups out there!
Shortly after all of this, Lucy took me on an emotional journey like I've never experienced before! It reaffirmed my belief in animal communication and left me humbled and honored that she chose me to talk to! I'll share that in another post.
It's raining here today and my cellar can now double as an indoor swimming pool! And to think that yesterday, I was tromping through several feet of snow. Well, that's weather in the Great Northeast! Off to build an ark now..............
For the man sound of body and serene of mind there is no such thing as bad weather; every day has its beauty, and storms which whip the blood but make it pulse more vigorously.
George Gissing

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