Chickens Inspire Kes with Compassion and Livvie to Let Loose

ImageI came home last night with six beautiful, freshly laid chicken eggs. They were from my new friends, Levon and Rosalita, two rescued chickens who live in a wonderful yard in Brooklyn, New York. Yes, Brooklyn, New York. I was visiting their human parents, who had set up a nice area for them. They have a lovely coop to roost in after dark, and and a fun yard to roam around and forage in. They get chicken feed and also wonderful left-overs from their parents.  I listened to them making their little murmury sounds while they slept. Being a city person, I’m not sure I’ve ever had eggs straight from a chicken.  As I cooked the eggs, I felt thankful to Levon and Rosalita. I marveled at their little set-up in a city back yard.

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Kes was urging Livvie to let go of her grudge against chickens, and Livvie was asking for a taste of egg, (or chicken). Livvie will forever be a soul whose entire life was changed by chickens. To find out why, look under the category “Livvie Lets Loose”. It was a few weeks ago that she decided to talk about puppies and change. You will see why chickens figure so heavily into her life.


Kes Conjures Compassion

Today is a very hot day here in Brooklyn. I have been napping near my big sister Matilda on her special bed, and enjoying the cool living room. It took a while for me to find this home where I feel so good.  I will tell you a little about how I was frightened when I first visited, and what my mom-to-be did to help me. I think we both showed compassion to each other.  I am proud of how I was able to progress as an evolving doggie, stretching  beyond fear, to acceptance.


All summer and part of the fall, my foster mom would take me on try-out visits for new forever homes. When she would leave, I would be heart-broken. I would go to the door and cry for the entire visit. No one wanted to adopt me after that. When she would come to get me, I would be so happy, but later I would get sick to my stomach. This happened a few times. My foster mom was not in the right situation to adopt me, and she was very responsible, but I didn’t understand that then.

One day, she took me to another home, and there were two dogs there who I instantly liked a lot. Livvie greeted me, and immediately gave me a peppy play-bow. After marking a nice chair, (in case I decided to stay), we raced around the apartment playing. Usually I am afraid of big dogs, but Matilda was lying down and just lifted her head to touch me with her nose. It felt like magic to be near her. I liked the human too.

Then my foster mom left, and I went to the door to cry. The new human came over and said, “I am going to have some toast. Would you like some? Come with me”, and she motioned for me to follow her. I went with her into the kitchen and watched her make toast. When she sat down at the table, she tapped her lap, inviting me up. I jumped up onto her lap, and she kissed my head. I gave her a bunch of kisses. She offered me some pieces of buttered rye toast. Yummmm! I found that I adored it! We sat for a while sharing toast.

Then she said, “How about if I read to you?” and we went to a big coach and invited Matilda and Livvie too. I lay down right next to her, and she read to us from a mystery novel that takes place in Vermilion Parish in Louisiana, right near where I used to live. (A James Lee Burke novel).

We all fell asleep for a little while.

Soon, some really nice soft-voiced new humans came over, and they all ordered Thai food. Matilda, Livvie and I also ate our doggie meals. Then  Livvie and I got into these dog beds under the table that were really cozy. When we all were finished eating, I sat in all their laps, and they petted me and told me that I was very handsome and adorable. They said that I was about to get very lucky. I was having a very good time.

When my foster mom came to pick me up, I was very happy to see her. She took me home, and I did not get sick. I was exhausted and went right to sleep.


Soon after that, my foster mom took me back, and I stayed. I did sit at the door and cry for a short time, but then my new permanent mom came over and said, “Would you like some toast?” and you can guess the rest.

That night, I got into a very tiny dog bed with Livvie, and felt so secure next to her warm body. Later we both curled up with our mom, and slept all night there. Matilda was at the foot of the bed. I had my new permanent family.

Kes Conjures Compassion

I must say, I’m a little unhappy with my mom. I was supposed to speak about compassion on Friday, and already it is Saturday afternoon, and mom is only helping me do my post now. She says she is very exhausted, recovering from an injury. I’m not sure what that is, but she seems ok to me.

So, I wanted to tell you what I figured out to do when my sister Livvie wants to get what I have. I think everyone has trouble with things like this sometimes. I see tiny humans fighting over toys or their mother’s attention. I have even heard of some Dog Rescue Groups fighting about the way things should be done. Sometimes the people in the same Rescue Group fight over the way things should be done. 

So, I have decided that if I am cuddling with mom, and Livvie comes over and starts pushing me away with a little growl, that I will move over and let her have what she wants. Most of the time I will not growl or fight. A little while later I might come back and see if I can nudge my way into the cuddling. Usually it works well. We all cuddle. I think that when I back off, Livvie understands that I mean no harm.

Mom says that she has a friend who says that that is a good way to do work in a Rescue Group. If you have decided you like that Group, and want to help out and contribute, you have to focus on what you can do, and let go of the things you see that are difficult. She says that it is like coalition politics. People can sometimes work together on one issue that they all agree on, and then they have to let go of the other issues that they don’t agree on in order to get that one thing done. With Rescue Groups, everyone wants the dogs and cats and other animals to be safe and treated well, and to have good homes. Mom says it is really good to be like me. If you are working with a person who starts to growl a little, just walk away for a few minutes, and then come back and start over. She says that you can always start over, even in a conversation. Even if you might be a little angry, you can think of being compassionate, even if it is toward yourself. Breathe, and remember your goal. 

Thanks for listening,

Yours in lovingkindness,


Kes Conjures Compassion

ImageFriday has rolled around again. Ahhhh, how nice. Wouldn’t you know it, Kes has been reading Thich Nhat Hanh. This is what he would like share :

“How marvelous is the reality of the present moment! Each leaf is a universe of taste, scent, and memories. Each one is a unique world, both spiritual and temporal. A single leaf encompasses the entire universe.” (call me by my true names, The Collected Poems Of Thich Nhat Hanh, p. 106). 

Kes has been meditating on each leaf he comes across in our neighborhood. Often it will be a little plant growing at the foot of a maple tree, seemingly growing out of the sidewalk. He is encouraging everyone in the neighborhood to put away their cell phones and notice the plants and trees. He might just give your hand a little kiss.

Kes Conjures Compassion

Today Kes told me that he has been thinking about why his sister Livvie doesn’t like to share anything.  She pushes him away sometimes with her tiny white freckled paw.  He was reading about different types of ice, and said that … “He sees how a glacier grows by giving away almost as much as it has received….To get and to give, these are the balancing acts…”  (Gretel Ehrlich, “The Future Of Ice”).  Kes is that type of being.  He wanted to pass it on.Image

Kessie Conjures Compassion

Today Kes is thinking about his past, and how he wasn’t treated very well. He was very frightened when he was in a terrible place with cement walls and floor, and the smell of terror in the air. The large dogs made him quiver in panic.

He solved this feeling by cuddling with his mommy (me) and his sister, Olivia and his sister Matilda. He loves this picture of Olivia (Livvie), stretching, and getting ready to do “downward dog”. He wants to encourage everyone, dog and human and all other beings to follow his example, and use cuddling to feel better, rather than barking, growling and fighting.

He thinks he just put the picture of Livvie stretching on the blog, but he can’t find it, so he is getting frustrated, and will put a different picture on the blog. He appreciates your patience with his learning curve.

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