Animal Love Story

Josie, our collie, was teaching Trip, our spaniel puppy some yoga yesterday. It’s good for them to practice yoga, both mentally and physically. I should have joined in. (I’m giddy in excitement because our eldest son comes home today for a visit, but I’m not going to say anything because the superstitious part of me, just doesn’t want to jinx it.) Speaking of cute animals, did you see the news story about Hubert and Kalisa, the aging African lions at the Los Angeles zoo? (I cannot wait to see our son. We haven’t seen him, in person, since Christmas due to this damn virus. But again, I’ll just keep this upcoming visit, to myself.) Hubert and Kalisa were best friends and partners, and were rarely seen apart. They were euthanized together yesterday, because they each had quite a bit of ailments, at their ripe age of 21 years, which is apparently a very, very long life for a lion. (Of course, there is all sorts of drama with my son flying in, because besides the virus fears, we are watching the path of the hurricane, whose name I can’t pronounce (Why do we even have to get creative with names of storms, these days?!?) very closely. But I’m just going to keep my fears to myself and I am just going to stay positive.) I think that Hubert and Kalisa were like the regal, real life fur edition of The Notebook. (I can’t wait to announce on the blog that my son is safely in town, tomorrow. My readers are going to be so surprised and so very happy for me.)

4 thoughts on “Animal Love Story”

  1. This post was especially sweet with the anticipation of a loved one’s visit. I appreciate that you also celebrated the lives and loving relationship of the two zoo lions as their earthly journey ends and their next journey begins.

    May God bless your family time together with joy and health.

    1. Thank you so much, Michelle! I am an animal lover. They are much more complex than we like to think.

  2. You’re so funny. (Have a great time with your son. I think he might be flying home tomorrow, or something.) And the name of your hurricane (which I’m praying will pass by before or after but not during your son’s flight) has become my new favorite name. I’ve heard it pronounced Eees-eye-ay-us. I’ve never heard that name before. For some reason, I just love it.

    1. It is good to hear that there is something good about the hurricane (perhaps it is a beautiful name), Gail! LOL

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