talesofthewildandwoolly
Tales of the Wild and Woolly
True stories from an animal activist in Switzerland. "A Heart for Baby" novel is now available as eBook on Amazon.com
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Buy Now!!!! “A Heart for Baby” novel now available as eBook on Amazon.com
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We must fight against the spirit of unconscious cruelty with which we treat the animals. Animals suffer as much as we do. True humanity does not allow us to impose such sufferings on them. It is our duty to make the whole world recognize it. Until we extend our circle of compassion to all living things, humanity will not find peace.
The Philosophy of Civilization
Albert Schweitzer (1875–1965)
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The story of Ushi, an excerpt from the novel “A Heart for Baby” by D.C. Danton
There was so much to do, and time was running out as I grabbed the car keys and turned off the laptop. As the picture of the calf faded from view, she reminded me of Ushi and the day she sprang into our lives. A close friend once told me that our pets choose us, not the other way around. That was, indeed, the case with Ushi.
The first time we saw her, she was huddled in an outdoor pen together with half a dozen rambunctious bulldog pups. But, unlike the others, she was not interested in playing but sat in one corner of the pen and observed us. Not only was her behavior out of the ordinary, but her brindle coat and black spots on her pink-tinged underbelly were also unusual.
The pup looked up at Max and seemed to give him a nod of approval as she cautiously ventured closer to our side of the pen. Out of curiosity, Max bent down to inspect her more closely and then, as if to say, “Time to go home,” she raised her front paws — a signal for Max to lift her out of the cage. He placed her on the ground in front of him and, instead of running away; she stood steadfast like a tin soldier and, with the courage of a lioness, let out a bark that sealed her fate as well as ours. She had chosen her keepers and, from that day forward, she would forever hold the keys to our hearts.
Max swept her up in his arms and pressed her tightly to his chest.
“Happy Birthday, darling! WOW! You made out like a bandit. All I got was a six-pack when I turned twenty-one,” I laughed.
“Yeah, but I waited a long time for this dog.” Max beamed with delight.
And he was right. Almost fifteen years had passed, and that is quite a long time in the mind of a child.
I remembered the day when Max was six years old and had just returned from a friend’s birthday party. According to his friend’s mother, Max was more interested in playing with their English bulldog than the party. After that encounter, he begged for years for a bulldog, but sadly I always gave him the same answer, “We’ll see, darling.”
When the last of our rescued animals had died in my arms, I was once again confronted with the eternal bulldog question. Max would be returning from college in a few weeks and would find his home bereft of his beloved Siggi, a stray we had rescued from underneath the car of his piano teacher. The time had finally come to search for reputable bulldog breeders, and I needed to act quickly before his arrival.
“What are you going to call her?” I asked.
Without the slightest hesitation, Max said, “Ushi.”
“Excuse me, what kind of name is that?”
“Ushi means cow in Japanese. Just look at those black spots!” Max shouted as he lifted her in the air exposing her spotted underbelly. “What did I say? She’s a cow!” he roared with laughter.
I wasn’t convinced of Max’s choice of name, but there was a touch of innocence in her large, brown eyes, and her spots reminded me of the black and white Holsteins from the dairy farms of my youth.
As I watched them clinging to each other, I thought about how Ushi had stolen our hearts.
But, if truth be told, it was more a case of love at first sight.
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The many faces of Ushi
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Mandy gives the best neck massages!
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I love to sleep . . .all day!
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I love the forest
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my favorite bed and teddybear
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My best friend Spike
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pretty in pink
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Ushi
#dogs#bulldog#A Heart for Baby#D.C. Danton#dcdanton.com#pet-portraits#Melanie phillips pet-portraitartist.com
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Baby’s Family Tree
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When a human dies, there is a bridge they must cross to enter Heaven. At the end of the bridge, awaits every animal that a human encountered during their lifetime. The animals, based on how that person treated them, decide which humans may cross the bridge and which are turned away.
Native American Legend
Quote taken from the introduction of D.C. Danton’s novel, “A Heart for Baby”
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And God said, “Behold, I have given you every plant yielding seed that is on the face of all the earth, and every tree with seed and its fruit. You shall have them for food. And to every beast of the earth and to every bird of the heavens and to everything that creeps on the earth, everything that has the breath of life, I have given every green plant for food. And it was so."
Genesis 1:29-30
A quote from the bible used in the afterword in D.C. Danton’s novel,
“A Heart for Baby”
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Gut Aiderbichl animal sanctuary at Christmas near Salzburg, Austra
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D.C.Danton getting ready to work at her uncle Frank’s diner
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