A Lesson in Love - From an Elephant and a Dog

I apologize for the lack of posts lately and I know I've been posting tons of video(the lazy blogger's version of blogging). I had promised myself my next post would not involve a video but I came across one today that was so moving and so powerful I just couldn't help but share it.

Remember Christian the Lion? It's even more amazing than that (if that's even possible). It's about an amazing friendship between an elephant and a dog. Watch until the end. It's worth every minute, and the lesson you come away with is a very valuable one.

Christian the Lion

Note: Got the camera back and it was all non-embarrassing stuff. Good for me, but boring for you all, I know. :)

On another note, check out my new playlist in my sidebar. I had to cut the width so the only way to scroll through the songs is to hit the forward/back buttons, or click on "pop-out player." As if anyone is going to listen to it but me, heh.

I've been meaning to blog this for awhile now, and I did send it around Facebook. And Poppy posted it as well. But just in case you haven't seen it, I wanted to post it here because it's that good.

Seriously. If you ever watch one YouTube video in your life, it should be this one. You will sob hysterically, but it's a happy kind of cry. I have watched it a million times and still can't do it without crying loudly.

Like Poppy, I dare you to watch it without crying! I bet you can't.



Did you notice how the lion's jaw drops when he recognizes the two guys? He has a look like, "Oh my gosh! It's you!" That face gets me every time. *sob*

Thanks to John who posted this at the CASPCA blog, which is how I found it.

I'm Now Officially a Bunny Murderer

We made it to my MIL's for dinner this evening and we had a wonderful time. We watched a home video of the kids when they were little and "Mark" was on them. It was bittersweet. It was so good to hear his voice, but so hard at the same time.

So on the drive home, I was already feeling a little down. Suddenly, a sweet, little bunny jumped out in front of my van. I tried to swerve one way just at the same time the bunny tried to dodge my van. Meaning we both went the same way.

And. I. Killed. The. Bunny. I ran right over him and you could hear him hit the bottom of my van.

On. Easter.

Who kills a friggin bunny rabbit on Easter?!!!!! I feel like I killed the Easter bunny.

I've never hit an animal on the road before. I've always been able to swerve and avoid them. But not this time. Of all times.

I sobbed hysterically all the way home while my husband tried to convince me that "maybe he survived it somehow" which only gave me visions of him wounded and suffering in the woods somewhere.

I wanted to go back and find him and hug him and tell him I'm sorry and bury him. But my family wouldn't let me, which is probably a good thing, because only a crazy person would do that. But I felt SO awful. And I can't stop thinking about the poor, little guy. :(