freedom

A friend forwarded this story to me, and I thought it was too powerful NOT to share. It’s just a testament to the marvelous healing energy our animals offer.

Freedom and Jeff

Freedom and I have been together 11 years this summer. She came in as a baby in 1998 with two broken wings. Her left wing doesn’t open all the way even after surgery, it was broken in 4 places. She’s my baby.

When Freedom came in she could not stand, and both wings were broken. She was emaciated and covered in lice. We made the decision to give her a chance at life, so I took
her to the vet’s office. From then on, I was always around her. We had her in a huge dog carrier with the top off, and it was loaded up with shredded newspaper for her to lay in. I used to sit and talk to her, urging her to live, to fight; she would lie there looking at me with those big brown eyes. We also had to tube feed her for weeks.

This went on for 4-6 weeks, and by then she still couldn’t stand. It got to the point where the decision was made to euthanize her if she couldn’t stand in a week. You know you don’t want to cross that line between torture and rehab, and it looked like death was winning. She was going to be put down that Friday, and I was supposed to come in on that Thursday afternoon. I didn’t want to go to the center that Thursday, because I couldn’t bear the thought of her being euthanized; but I went anyway, and when I walked in everyone was grinning from ear to ear. I went immediately back to her cage; and there she was, standing on her own, a big beautiful eagle. She was ready to live. I was just about in tears by then. That was a very good day.

We knew she could never fly, so the director asked me to glove train her. I got her used to the glove, and then to jesses, and we started doing education programs for schools in western Washington .
We wound up in the newspapers, radio (believe it or not) and some TV. Miracle Pets even did a show about us.

In the spring of 2000, I was diagnosed with non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma. I had stage 3, which is not good (one major organ plus everywhere), so I wound up doing 8 months of chemo. Lost the hair – the whole bit. I missed a lot of work. When I felt good enough, I would go to Sarvey and take Freedom out for walks. Freedom would also come to me in my dreams and help me fight the cancer. This happened time and time again.

Fast forward to November 2000 the day after Thanksgiving, I went in for my last checkup. I was told that if the cancer was not all gone after 8 rounds of chemo, then my last option was a stem cell transplant. Anyway, they did the tests; and I had to come back Monday for the results. I went in Monday, and I was told that all the cancer was gone.

So the first thing I did was get up to Sarvey and take the big girl out for a walk. It was misty and cold. I went to her flight and jessed her up, and we went out front to the top of the hill. I hadn’t said a word to Freedom, but somehow she knew. She looked at me and wrapped both her wings around me to where I could feel them pressing in on my back (I was engulfed in eagle wings), and she touched my nose with her beak and stared into my eyes, and we just stood there like that for I don’t know how long . That was a magic moment. We have been soul mates ever since she came in. This is a very special bird.

On a side note: I have had people who were sick come up to us when we are out, and Freedom has some kind of hold on them. I once had a guy who was terminal come up to us and I let him hold her. His knees just about buckled and he swore he could feel her power course through his body. I have so many stories like that..

I never forget the honor I have of being so close to such a magnificent spirit as Freedom.

. . . and so it is

 

 

6 thoughts on “freedom

  1. Wow! Thank you for sharing this. Love you you and I look forward to your success in fighting this cancer ‘thing’ too! XOXO

  2. Bille Jean says:

    Thanks for sending this Deb, so inspirational. We just never know what will happen in our lives when we open ourselves to the universe. Hugs!

  3. mgrookett says:

    I know the power of animals and nature. When I had breast cancer, and before I knew it, my lab Sassy would come up to me in bed and lay her head across my left breast. This was a new behavior for her. After my diagnosis and treatment, she did it one more time, gently laid her head across my breast, and softly licked my hand. That was the last time she ever did it. I know that she knew something was wrong and was trying to tell me, then when it was all over, she was trying to comfort me and tell me that everything was alright. Trust animal instinst. They are always right. Hope you are well on the road to recovery and hope to see you soon Peggy

  4. Fran says:

    Beautiful story!
    Thinking of you with warm healing wishes!

  5. Loretta Shatt says:

    A wonderful story. I just read a book that involves healing and knowing of animals. “The Art of Walking in the Rain” is told from the dog’s point of view on his dying day; a story about his life and interaction with humans. I really enjoyed this short read.
    Best to you and your continued healing prcess.

  6. Loretta Shatt says:

    Oops. Title of the book I just mentioned above is “The Art of Racing in the Rain”. This title sounds much more interesting!

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