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The Elephant Rescuer

Today, I’m honoring a woman with a big, beautiful heart. Lek Chailbert started an elephant rescue program in Thailand with donations and volunteers. Elephants are some of the most intelligent, social beings on the planet, but they are abused and exploited in many parts of the world. Lek Chailbert is working to save them, and other animals, with dedication, patience, and love.


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Helpers in Houston: When Disaster Brings Out the Best

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The good news is that Texas has an abundance of helpers. I’ve been watching rescue videos and reading about the volunteers who jumped in to help the pros rescue people and animals from dangerously high water brought by Hurricane Harvey. What strikes me is that disasters can bring out the best in people.

The following article,”The Heroes of Hurricane Harvey,” contains several inspiring videos showing people doing good:

And in this video, Abe Minor didn’t know what he was getting into when he took his jon boat out, but he persevered to help as many neighbors as he could.

Thank you to all the rescue workers and volunteers for your dedication and courage!

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Ella Finds Help Getting Home

Rescue workers didn’t see the dog. After the accident, she collected what she could find of her family’s possessions and waited. Two weeks later,  she asked a stranger for help.


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Coming Out of the Woods with a Smile


There is such a thing as a good news story.

You might think a two year old who’d been lost in the woods overnight would be found tearful and traumatized. But when Brooklyn Lynn Lilly was found in the woods of Michigan, 22 hours after she wandered off, she came out with a beautiful smile on her face and said:

“I love it in the woods.”

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Maybe Brooklyn wasn’t alone in the woods. I believe at least one guardian angel was with her. I like to think maybe  it was a special guardian angel who likes the woods.  I wouldn’t mind trying that job, say, 40 years from now.  And God was with Brooklyn too.

Thank you, God!

Thank you, guardian angels!

Thank you, Jax, the rescue dog who found Brooklyn with help from his human partner!

Being a lover of the woods too, I’m curious to know what Brooklyn saw, what she felt.

Was she a nature girl  before she wandered off? Or did she experience something special on her adventure that made her love the woods?

Where did she get that positive attitude?  Did it help keep her alive? Did it help the love of her guardian angel get through to her?

I wonder who she will grow up to be.


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Stay safe, Brooklyn Lynn Lilly.

There will be time for more adventures when you are a little older.


B Words


For our Stream of Consciousness Saturday post, Linda gave us a list of B words: “bat, bet, bit, bot, but,” with instructions to use one or all in our SoC post.  What? Bibbity Bobbity Boo! Nothing jumped out at me, but here goes. (I had to look up bot, which seems to be a computer thing, so I don’t want to use that. I’m low tech, especially when it comes to terms. Though I do like writing with a computer.)

I got bit by a bitch once. By bitch, I mean a female dog. Not just any female dog, but Doodle, our problem child. She’s a Treeing Walker Coon Hound, or something like that, rescued from the streets of starvation by my husband before we were reunited. He said he could see not just her rib bones, but the bones of her pelvis, when she came to him. As a result, she is a survivalist and food aggressive.

Not long after Doodle and the two other step dogs came to live at my house, our house, there were fights. I won’t go into the hairy details, but my daughter’s terrier/beagle mix, formerly the alpha dog, had to learn to submit. One day I was home sick with a bad cold, and heard the dogs in a frenzy at the back fence, barking at the neighbor dogs. I stumbled outside and saw Doodle going after the terrier. (Sometimes dogs do crazy things when they get into a frenzy.) So crazy me, I grabbed Doodle’s collar thinking I’d drag her back into the house. Doodle then turned her head, and blinded by her survival/frenzy brain, chomped down on my arm. The pressure was intense.

I’d like to say I didn’t bat an eye, but I let go instinctively, and when it started to dawn on me  what happened, that I’d been badly bitten, I sort of sat/fell down, feeling dizzy, and yelled for my daughter who came and grabbed Doodle and took her into the house. Who knew my daughter had that kind of strength? At age 19 she was stronger than me. Physically stronger, on that particular day, because I was sick.

Well, by the time we got to the urgent care place, I was feeling a little bit shocky, like I might faint. Funny I didn’t feel shocky until then, though my husband might say I was bit hysterical, crying about not wanting Doodle to get in trouble. When the shocky feeling wore off, and I was getting 7 stitches in my arm, I noticed I didn’t feel the stuffy head cold symptoms. The doctor said it was the adrenaline. The cold symptoms came back about an hour later.

The doctor said he had to call animal control, and I was very worried Doodle would have to go to jail, because we couldn’t get documentation of the rabies shot she had in Connecticut before she moved south. Thankfully, we were able to talk the animal control people into letting Doodle do ten days of house arrest with random checks by the officers. That was a relief! I hated the thought of Doodle having to do time in a strange place because I made the mistake of reaching into a dog fight.

I bet some of you are thinking we should have gotten rid of Doodle. But no, we didn’t, because she’s  family. Doodle  just needs lots of structure. She can be  a sweet girl, and being the youngest of our pack, might end up being an only dog some day which will make her very happy.

I just have to show you Doodle:

Dave scratching Doodle's chin

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Here are the rules:

1. Your post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing, (typos can be fixed) and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.

2. Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be. One sentence – one thousand words. Fact, fiction, poetry – it doesn’t matter. Just let the words carry you along until you’re ready to stop.

3. There will be a prompt every week. I will post the prompt here on my blog on Friday, along with a reminder for you to join in. The prompt will be one random thing, but it will not be a subject. For instance, I will not say “Write about dogs”; the prompt will be more like, “Make your first sentence a question,” or “Begin with the word ‘The’.”

4. Ping back! It’s important, so that I and other people can come and read your post! For example, in your post you can write “This post is part of SoCS:” and then copy and paste the URL found in your address bar at the top of this post into yours.  Your link will show up in my comments, for everyone to see. The most recent pingbacks will be found at the top.

5. Read at least one other person’s blog who has linked back their post. Even better, read everyone’s! If you’re the first person to link back, you can check back later, or go to the previous week, by following my category, “Stream of Consciousness Saturday,” which you’ll find right below the “Like” button on my post.

6. Copy and paste the rules (if you’d like to) in your post. The more people who join in, the more new bloggers you’ll meet and the bigger your community will get!

7. Have fun!