Owls.

[Standing Wolf]

There is a language beyond words that seems to be universal. I think they can understand us because they understand the meaning behind the words. Although many domesticated animals most certainly do understand your actual language. LoL. I have a bird who definitely understands, and hell he even speaks the language, LoL.

About ten years ago, before I knew very much about pit bulls (or dogs generally), I was getting into my car one afternoon outside my office and a large, all white pit bull came and sat down on the curb right next to my car and looked at me. It looked like she had either flea bites or places all over where she had been hit - kids throwing rocks? - and it was a very hot July day in Phoenix. I looked in her eyes and she looked into mine and it was a moment of perfect inter-species communication: she said, "You're a human - tell me what to do". She was obviously exhausted, no doubt thirsty and hungry, and she followed me back to my building where some ladies I worked with brought her some food and water. A woman and her child were passing by and offered to adopt the dog, and led her away on an improvised leash made of string. I think about her sometimes and hope she found a good home.

[Just AnotherPerson]

About ten years ago, before I knew very much about pit bulls (or dogs generally), I was getting into my car one afternoon outside my office and a large, all white pit bull came and sat down on the curb right next to my car and looked at me. It looked like she had either flea bites or places all over where she had been hit - kids throwing rocks? - and it was a very hot July day in Phoenix. I looked in her eyes and she looked into mine and it was a moment of perfect inter-species communication: she said, "You're a human - tell me what to do". She was obviously exhausted, no doubt thirsty and hungry, and she followed me back to my building where some ladies I worked with brought her some food and water. A woman and her child were passing by and offered to adopt the dog, and led her away on an improvised leash made of string. I think about her sometimes and hope she found a good home.

That poor soul, I am so glad you were there. I have a story that I posted here before it has a similar ending to yours, It is post #13. http://thepoliticalforums.com/thread...iracle-stories

[Dr. Who]

One time my friend Radio God rescued an owl. It was during a powerful wind storm, the bird was injured and couldn't fly. He couldn't pick the bird up for obvious reasons. The talons and beak were no joke. The neighbor had a dog and that dog was scaring and pestering the owl. Radio went and sat by that owl, and protected that owl through the storm.

After the storm he made sure the owl was in a safe place up on a fence. The owl left on his own. But something amazing happened. The owl remembered him and came back. Radio was outside smoking and he seen a dark shadow sweep over him. It was the owl. The owl landed on a fence near Radio God. Radio called me out to come see the owl. The owl let us get right next to him. He was magnificent. I must admit, I was slightly afraid. Radio told me not to be afraid. It was strange standing face to face a few inches away from him, those eyes were piercing, and so beautiful. The owl was so huge. He could have been about 3 ft tall, and his wingspan was as wide as your arms outstretched.

That owl had come back to say thank you. For a while after Radio would often see that dark shadow go over him while he was out smoking. The owl was just stopping by.

Pretty cool story. Animals are so much more intelligent than what we give them credit for. When I was looking in his eyes, I was wondering what he was thinking, he seemed so intelligent. He had pure laser like awareness and presence, amazing.

What a wonderful story. Thanks for telling it.

[Dr. Who]

About ten years ago, before I knew very much about pit bulls (or dogs generally), I was getting into my car one afternoon outside my office and a large, all white pit bull came and sat down on the curb right next to my car and looked at me. It looked like she had either flea bites or places all over where she had been hit - kids throwing rocks? - and it was a very hot July day in Phoenix. I looked in her eyes and she looked into mine and it was a moment of perfect inter-species communication: she said, "You're a human - tell me what to do". She was obviously exhausted, no doubt thirsty and hungry, and she followed me back to my building where some ladies I worked with brought her some food and water. A woman and her child were passing by and offered to adopt the dog, and led her away on an improvised leash made of string. I think about her sometimes and hope she found a good home.

Hopefully she found her forever home that day.

[Cotton1]

Love that tune.

Indeed. But you are biased!

[Lummy]

[Dr. Who]

Indeed. But you are biased!

LOL. I forgot about that!

[Cotton1]

LOL. I forgot about that!

Ok...i'll let it slide this time

[Lummy]

[Lummy]

Is that a creepy creature or is that a creepy creature?