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(or, do animals reincarnate?)
...you tell me

 in my 40s i found myself appeasing my children who wanted a dog, our first ...
they decided on a female; w
e brought home a brother and a sister - my fault.  
When we'd sat on the floor to play with the litter, a white and grey pup -
the runt, i was told - 
quietly climbed up into my lap and settled down.
After a while he rested his chin upon my flat-chested bosom
and as those liquid brown eyes made direct contact with my own, 
i clearly heard him say, “you know i’m yours…”

And that’s how we brought home two puppies, photo on left – 
i mean, surely, we couldn’t leave the runt,
and since we’d put a request out into the Universe  for a female, 
it seemed only honourable to take his sister home as well …      

Bri and Gabi, brother and sister lhasa apsos
Lili lhasa apso white hiding in white rug

brother Bri, sister Gabi - Gabriel and Gabriella                                    ....dog? what dog? (look closely to see Lili)

This runt puppy we named Gabriel (Bri, for short) was the most laid back being i have ever met 
unless you messed with his man-child (see above, and in which case, be forewarned) –
this puppy had myriad endearing idiosyncracies,
like preferring fresh vegetables and fruit to meat, 
by consistently choosing halved grapes over chicken chunks 
which inspired much family joshing about Buddhists and our own brand of vegetarianism ...

His sister, Gabriella (Gabi, for short) was very protective of him
as well as being his antithesis; 
where he was withdrawn and watchful, she was always drawing him out –
you could almost hear her tell him, “c’mon, it’ll be fun!”
his sternest teacher, yet she was his most loving companion –
at the end of every walk she'd take his leash in her teeth 
and carry it the last bit of the way into the house,
as if she needed to make sure he wouldn’t get lost.

Well, her exuberance cost her her life – a huge truck – a horrible accident 
that night as i went from each family member, trying to console,
i realized i was only going through the motions, 
that really i was totally disconnected,
in that shaman spot i don't usually recognize until in hindsight
when suddenly from nowhere i heard Gabi say, 
“this was a true accident, it wasn’t supposed to happen like this – 
i am coming back to you - watch for me”

more disbelieving than believing, i nevertheless related the message to the family,
if only in hoping that it would offer consolation -
and then the message was all but forgotten as we got on with healing

a few months passed.
someone went online to find a Craigslist puppy image inexplicably popped up on their screen,
and a whole new journey began ...
(later the breeder would say he'd posted the ad only "15 minutes before” we responded to it)

This Craigslist pup, the last of a litter, had fallen seriously ill at birth
and over the process of treatment had lost all her hair – 
a bald Lhasa Apso is a hard sell, but now at 4.5 months old her hair was growing back  -
something nudged us to make an app’t to see this freakish looking little Lhasa Apso …
of course it was a given that Bri would come with us - his was final say …

Approaching the porch of the breeder's home, we heard puppy yelps
and a voice from inside spoke to us --
“Just a moment, please -  
you’d think i’m killing her when all i'm doing is clipping her nails – 
i need to warn you, she doesn’t like strangers – 
i didn’t tell you that over the phone for fear you wouldn’t come."

we looked from one to another, all thinking the same thing - oh great!
the disembodied voice said, "okay, you can come in now.”

Ferocious barking amped as we entered the room...
Bri walked in under his own steam and sat by my feet
loosely leashed and only vaguely curious by the ruckus 

The source of the noise: a fierce white creature with random spurts of hair growth
her eyebrows and ear tips the only long patches of hair anywhere on her body -
she looked something between a grounded bird of prey and an over-grown albino squirrel –

Unpredictability energized, she fought and won freedom from her owner -
...to tear us to pieces or what? i got ready to swipe Bri up into my arms. 

But the little white fury didn't charge Bri, or any of us.
Instead, tail wagging furiously, she went to each of all 5 of us, sniffing long and hard -
and when at last she came to Bri,
she simply and stunningly took his leash in her teeth
and headed toward the door!!

Bri's reaction was well, Bri ... he followed her lead indifferently 
as if to ask, "Where've you been?"

As for the rest of us,  i confess to being a bona fide reincarnationist, 
having experienced past life memories from an early age -
and even still i am always flabbergasted at such undeniable evidence:  
she was indeed, to all of us and as promised, her predecessor incarnate …

We named her Lillian Gabriella (Lili for short) because she's white ...
we figure she returned to us so fast that she forgot to pick a colour …
her papers show that she was born only 2 weeks after the accident …

Her illness beginning this life was Spirit's way of allowing us time
for the necessary mourning of her predecessor --
moreover Lili seems to have memory of her predecessor's crossing -
for as we brought her home and she sat in my lap, 
i noticed immediately that she visibly cringed and ducked
when large trucks approached then passed by ...
later we would discover that thunder and fireworks make her tremble as well -  
google: white shaker dog syndrome (it's a real canine condition) 
to read the best mainstream explanation for her behaviour -
IME reincarnation is a better one  

Additionally, and as commonly happens from lifetime to lifetime,
her predecessor's fatal injury seems to have manifested 
as extreme sensitivity in Lili's hind legs - 
in the right circumstances, like brushing her hair and hitting a tangle on her back legs, 
she will bite, not to break skin but to seriously warn ... 
and from time to time when she's tired or playing too hard, a hind leg will unexpectedly buckle 

as for how her Craigslist puppy picture inexplicably showed up, i have nothing to say,
but i will smile and say this:
it is exactly as the Hopi instruct, that we are the ones we’re waiting for.”
or equally poignant:  we are our children’s children’s children …

Think on these things the next time you hear someone speak about
"leaving Mother Earth to our children."

... Reincarnation puts a whole new spin on everything,
doesn't it?

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