One time he got hit by a car. The driver came to tell me so I knew. It took a few hours before I could find him...hiding under the porch next door. When I made eye contact and called him he came out. I could detect no external injuries. He walked slowly across the grass to our home and then leaped onto the porch. I could see that he realized too late that that hadn't been a good idea.
Inside he basically laid down under a chair and stayed there for three days. I brought food and water to him and left him alone. On the third day he got up, ate, accepted a cuddle and headed outside again as if nothing was wrong. He'd healed.
Lessons I take from this story:
- when you get hurt you might need to hide a way for a bit
- when you're ready, accept the invitation from trusted others for company and comfort
- be cautious with what is usually normal activity for you ie: don't leap when you're hurting
- stay still, sleep lots, let time help you heal
- when it's over, it's over - get back to your life... hopefully keeping any lessons learned well in mind
Breathe big,
Linda
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