He really wasn’t. Sometimes I think I know what animals are thinking. They may not be talking to me, but I seem to sense what they are thinking. Yes, you may think I am crazy but those of you who have experienced it yourself won’t.
Just now I was outside after a severe thunderstorm came through. I have a couple hummingbird feeders out. I always feel special when one or two come by to feed from the special sauce recipe I make from a very special man I grew up with. My very good friend from the day I was born, Deirdre’s, father, Del. He was a very good man and to this day I think about him often, I owe my love of swimming to him, my first job, (in a pharmacy, in which he taught me old school ways of real work) and his special hummingbird mix. “Don’t buy it in the store,” he’d say, “it’s just sugar-water!” He told me how to make it many years ago but I had forgotten it and his other daughter Janine had reminded me awhile back. I serve it up and they come! Sometimes I think the hummingbirds are my dad coming to visit me from the beyond because he used the same recipe, Del was his close friend.
Anyway, last month I had filled both feeders and let them hang. No one seemed interested, not one sighting for weeks. I thought, maybe it’s too hot for them, I’ll wait. So I waited. Not one came. I decided to bring them in, wash them out and try again. No sooner did I start the solution on the stove, let it boil, then cool, I went back outside. I sat in my same spot. Wouldn’t you know, a little gray one went straight to where the feeder was hanging an hour ago, flew around the spot, stopped, looked, and then looked at me and said “Where is it? what’d you do with it? I was just coming for a drink!” He flew over to me at the wicker couch just about two feet away, flew suspended in mid-air saying, “Well? where is it?” I sat there in awe with my mouth open sending him the thought of “I’m making fresh solution, I promise, I’ll put it right back out! Please come back soon!” He flew away. That night I put fresh solution out and he came back, and now he is bringing his friends and family and all is well. When I see them, it makes me happy. I will make sure I have plenty of solution ready for them next time.
I also have a cat. Even though I am a dog person, my husband talked me into a cat. And the cat did choose me in the store. I don’t like attitudes of cats, they think they are in charge, and if they don’t pay me rent, they aren’t in charge. But our Oreo is special, he is the only cat I have ever met that seriously acts like a dog. I seriously think he knows what we are saying to him and he sends his thoughts to us too.
Anyone out there talk to the animals? I think it’s a great thing. It’s really not hard, just listen. And yes, I am a bit crazy, but it’s fun, have a great night everyone, and talk to the animals! They might have something great to say!
Our Oreo
This is a great story and love your craziness! 💓
I am a believer, always have been…but an unexpected recent ‘connection’ with a most unlikely animal friend reminded me to slow down and listen. Thx!!