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dreamweaver
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And I really don't know what to do about that personal page? I was quite intimidated when I clicked on it, and then couldn't figure how to get out of it. I'm surprised my avatar worked since I had to resize it.
Now that moment was a dream come true. I was eye to eye with a tiger, who found me just as fascinating as I found him. He was at a wildlife sanctuary that I volunteer at sometimes, and that was the first time I'd been there, and was just a few months after my husband died. Al (the tiger) was the sweetest, most gentle big cat you could ever meet, though of course, I never was inside his enclosure. I was lucky enough to get to spend some time sitting on the ground next to him (we would sort of lean against each other) and he listened to me grieve and cry and I was comforted by just being allowed to be in his breathing space. He had to be put down a few years ago, as the pain in his joints and back could no longer be alleviated. He was kept, from as a cub, in an enclosure in which he could not move freely, and was not fed properly for his bones to develop, but despite that, he loved people. He rarely saw "new" people because the sanctuary is not open to the public, but the owner graciously allowed me to spend time with him after hearing my story and it was such an awesome moment, looking into his eyes.
Now that moment was a dream come true. I was eye to eye with a tiger, who found me just as fascinating as I found him. He was at a wildlife sanctuary that I volunteer at sometimes, and that was the first time I'd been there, and was just a few months after my husband died. Al (the tiger) was the sweetest, most gentle big cat you could ever meet, though of course, I never was inside his enclosure. I was lucky enough to get to spend some time sitting on the ground next to him (we would sort of lean against each other) and he listened to me grieve and cry and I was comforted by just being allowed to be in his breathing space. He had to be put down a few years ago, as the pain in his joints and back could no longer be alleviated. He was kept, from as a cub, in an enclosure in which he could not move freely, and was not fed properly for his bones to develop, but despite that, he loved people. He rarely saw "new" people because the sanctuary is not open to the public, but the owner graciously allowed me to spend time with him after hearing my story and it was such an awesome moment, looking into his eyes.
