a stand: a defense.

i was quite saddened this morning: 

awoke to negative comments 

on two of my flickr photos.

i have since deleted the comments

and

blocked the "contact".

i stand in defense: 

my way of life.

hunting and eating meat.

angelo hunting for his own food. 

i believe in the circle of life.

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this week past:

i looked on as my friend stroked angelo's cheeks 

and

called him 

a wee cougar. 

not 'til this morning

when studying cougars

did i realize:

my angelo is a cougar.

i cried:

i cried when i looked at photos of cougars.

i saw my cat 

in the images of those mighty mountain cats.

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this past week we collected wee feathers in tiny jars.

we preserved tiny wings

and

pinned them to a board. 

we marveled over angelo's little cougar cheeks

and 

the lightning quickness of the kill.  

don't get me wrong:

i'm not a murderer.

i love my creator and all that has been created.

i have already posted this

but 

shall say it again:

this past week

i was part of something holy and magical.

my dear friend helped to bring me back 

into right relationship

with: 

humans.

animals.

my creator. 

my winged heart soars

and

gives thanks for what i now know. 

someday 

my winged heart will return to its maker.

'til then:

i'm rejoicing in this life

and

the few friends who love me and support me. 

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