the cat brought a friend to breakfast,
or perhaps for breakfast…
so i sat down to join them…
the cat, perhaps sensing my peacekeeping nature, fled.
so i sat with the snake instead
who raised a scaled head and eyed me with concern….
i don’t eat snakes, i said assuringly.
the cement on the patio
and thus we stayed together…
and peace reigned.
Reverend Teal is a minister, chaplain, artist and storyteller. She specializes in the human-animal bond and all its healing aspects.
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