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(another iPhone pic)

Inexplicably, whenever we've taken Kiawah out here in the new hood, she is followed by several birds, sometimes up to 10 or 12 will be around her at one time. We've taken to calling her The Bird Whisperer.

They stare at each other, dance around each other and then eventually the birds fly off. Today one landed on the gate next to our stoop and stared down on her. Watching briefly before moving on.

Maybe they know she is sick? Maybe there is some unspoken pact she has made with them. Maybe this is some sort of watchful eye from those not in our plane of existence watching out for our lovely little one as she travels on the path from one plane to another.

Maybe it's simply that the birds associate dogs and more specifically those who walk with them as a source for food (bread crumbs thrown, etc.)?

Who knows for sure?

I choose to believe in the former. It gives me comfort and fortifies my faith - my confusing, unidentifiable faith.