Originally written and blog published in August, 2014.
When I moved to Costa
Rica in 2008 I brought my animal family consisting of four parrots and two dogs. The
four parrots lived together in an aviary attached to my house and readily open to my
office. My two dogs, Livvie and Seurat were best pals. A year after our
arrival, Livvie died at a respectable age of 12 for a German Shepherd and
Seurat was alone, which he seemed to manage. After Frank and I got together, we
often talked about getting another dog pal for Seurat. At different times there
were puppies made available to us – but Seurat would have nothing to do with
them. When Frank brought one of his dogs to my house, Seurat was incensed. It
seemed he was pretty particular about who he would share his family with.
Two days before the
end of 2013, Frank and I decided to stop by a local dog shelter owned by a Tica
Veterinarian, Dr. Milena Elizondo. This compassionate woman rescues dogs
abandoned in San Isidro de El General. We decided to try again.
Dr. Milena was
excited and said she knew just the dog - and a man was taking care of her but
would bring her over immediately. Randall soon arrived with a sweet, starving
german shepherd mix who had recently given birth but was without puppies. He
had noticed her wandering the streets in a nearby town and took her to his
friend, Milena. Wasted and starved to her bones, there was something in her lovely eyes
that implored Frank and me to return the next day, New Year's eve - with
Seurat. We hoped he would let us know how he felt about her.
The meeting of the
two dogs began on Dr. Milena's porch. I immediately called the quiet dog Frida - for
Frida Kahlo who also suffered a painful early life. And her name would be in
keeping with the artist nomenclature I'd adopted with Seurat. I would often
reply, 'Pointilist' when someone asked about Seurat's breed. Though only
artists 'got it', it always made me smile.
immediately just fine with Frida as we walked them together to see how they
interacted. It was almost as if they both knew they belonged together. We just
shrugged our shoulders and went home with Frida and Seurat. When I put Livvie's
old collar on her, Seurat actually jumped for joy!
We fell into a
routine of 4 meals a day for Frida and Seurat began training his new pal - when
to bark, how early to wake up the humans, taking her out each morning to walk
the road and check out all the new smells - and he even brought her back! Frida
was very mellow, and slept a lot. We understood she was still weak and recovering from her starvation
on the streets.
After about two weeks
of steady improvement, Frida one day began walking unsteadily and appeared
disoriented. One eye was filled with blood. We immediately took her to see Dr.
Milena who diagnosed her with Erlichiosis or Canine Hemorrhagic Fever. A
terrible blow. This is a most often fatal blood parasitic disease carried by
the brown tick. Frida, unfortunately was in the chronic phase with includes
retinal hemorrhage. Dogs can often live with the parasite and show no visible evidence
until it reaches the chronic stage, as with Frida. Dr. Milena armed us
with antibiotics, blood and immune building capsules and we decided to do the
best we could and not give up on this sweet girl who wanted only to live.
Seurat watched her carefully, too and was nearly always by her side.
Frida fought back!
After a week+ on antibiotics (which I was only able to get her to eat through
extreme trickery), she started acting more upbeat, gaining a little weight and the
retinal bleeding happening not as often, permitting her to see and enjoy her
surroundings. Her pal, Seurat stayed right there for her. He seemed to
And one morning they
began their serious business of playing! It is often just a blur of growls and
They are best friends
forever, after all!
Frank loved Frida,
reminding him of his first shepherd, Osa a long long time ago. It was lovely to
see the bond these two developed.
After Frank passed in
early March, Frida and Seurat seemed to miss him so and I began to take them on
the walks they had so enjoyed with Frank. It has become a regular treat for
them and exercise for me.
By August, Frida
appears to be completely healthy and sooooo rambunctious! She is best friends
with Seurat and they share bones, food and anything else, including me.
What a lovely family!
And this family of dogs helped to get me through losing Frank.But last I heard from him, he told me that my old
sweet Shepherd, Livvie and his shepherd Osa are with him – as well as Flash, the
parrot he also loved.
high above the silent, mostly pink dotted and slowly moving human mass, the eagles
watched.From where they viewed, the
sight was anything but normal. No noisy vehicles or trucks or horns this gray
January morning in the streets of Seattle. Just a congested collection of humans
slowly moving along the three+ mile path through the city from Judkins park to Seattle
Center. Many of the marchers wore pink "pussy hats".
people looked up into the gray blue sky and actually saw the two bald eagles in their
slow circular dance. One of them was Christina, who posted her video recording
on Facebook. Another was my son, Tim who also noted it on his Facebook page.
Others tweeted or photographed or simply observed the curious appearance of the
nation’s symbolic emblem high above the group of mostly women marchers.
the morning after the new president’s inauguration. January 21, 2017. And it
was the largest protest march in U.S. history – with estimates of over 4
million people marching in 600 places throughout the country and more in sister
cities throughout the world. Primarily identified as a womens’ march, there
were some men who were marching too – as advocates, feminists and fathers. Many
of the women had children with them as did my own daughter in law, Alethea with
my Grandson, Jack, just 3 years old.
All were united in protest and solidarity
against the election of the 45th President of the United States.
marchers carried signs with written messages that included:
Is So Much Wrong It Cannot Fit on This Sign
Can’t Believe I’m Still Protesting This Shit(an older woman carried this one)
World, We’ll Fix This
is Calling. Don’t Answer
United in an emphatic demonstration of solidarity, the marchers and those who cheered them were strongly protesting about the election and the frightening shift in focus from the oft-stated American ideals of
liberty, equality, democracy, individuality and diversity.
How appropriate that two of the national symbols, representing these ideals flew silently above. And it was unusual. Normal sightings are of eagles flying alone, searching for prey. These two were likely a mated pair and their presence suggested that they were curious. Watching.
Eagle is a large bird of prey native to North America. They are sea eagles
(located close to rivers and oceans) with fish as their most common and main
food source though they eat other small animals. With a wingspan of up to seven
feet, they are easily spotted flying against a bright sky.
addition to being the national emblem and mascot for the U.S. since 1782, the
Bald Eagle has also been a spiritual symbol for the Native people for longer than
that. It is said that because the eagle
flies higher than any other bird, it conveys the powers and the messages of
spirit to mankind.Some say that if the
eagle appears, it bestows freedom and courage to look ahead.And with eyesight that is up to eight times
more powerful than human, it is understandable.
Trish Phillips, Fly Like the Eagle
eagle appears, you are on notice to be courageous and stretch your limits. Do
not accept the status quo, but rather reach higher and become more than you
believe you are capable of. Look at things from a new, higher perspective. Be
patient with the present; know that the future holds possibilities that you may
not yet be able to see. You are about to take flight.
The lesson in the sighting is clear. We must have the courage to see
exactly where we are now. We must pay attention and improve our own abilities
to see clearly what is happening. We must notice when we are told things that are untrue or shown actions that
make no sense. Together, in solidarity we can then soar into unknown realms
expanding our views and opening our hearts and minds to new possibilities.
We march in solidarity inspired by the eagles' insight.