My wife Dallis and I met a woman at the local dog park, who had recently rescued a 3-year-old Yorkshire Terrier, whom she named Willow. She said something that spoke volumes about the joy of having a dog in one’s family: “When I’m having a bad day, I know that all I have to do is go home.” I can so relate!
This is my first time to Reblog another blogger’s post (hope it works!). I was very touched by this story of Sydney, a gentle wounded teacher who lives fully present in each moment!
May Sydney’s story bless you too.

Zen Being

I would like to introduce you to one of my greatest Mindfulness teachers.

Sydney lost one of his hind legs when he was perhaps 4 months old.  He was left overnight (tied to a post) in the parking lot of a local animal shelter with his left rear ankle missing and ligature marks just above the wound.  He was undernourished, and he had probably been tied up and entangled somewhere for so long that his entangled ankle became necrotic.  We’re not sure how it happened, but our vet thinks that he may have saved his own life by chewing off his own ankle.

The wonderful folks at the Richmond Animal Care and Control  secured funding and veterinary assistance through Helping Hands, and within hours, they were able to successfully amputate his leg and put him on a course of antibiotics that saved his life.

He was taken very good…

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