Exotic Pets: Christmas Prayer for Pets

God, when I was with you I was happy and free;

On earth, I have been treated abusively.

I was born tiny and new,

I just hadn’t a clue.

Now I am cold, wet, hungry, and scared,

Because man’s temper flared.

My bleeding body was thrown from the car door,

All because I forgot and piddled on the living room floor.

My head is cracked and bleeding,

My Lord, I am pleading.

Bring me back home to your arms,

Where your love truly warms.

To man, you said to love one another,

but, learn not did my abuser.

Lord, you sent me to earth,

But I found the wrong hearth.

You taught pets to love unconditionally;

Your commandment was not given abstractly.

Heal my wounds, my Heavenly Father,

You are still my absolver.

Guide me to a new home,

Or release me to return to your throne.

Remember, When you will finally see an angel fly,

Is only mirrored by your pet’s eye.

Thousands of pets are abandoned and abused. How can humankind be so cruel when animals show us nothing but unconditional love? Most of my pets I have or have had been rescues. Sometimes it takes years to gain their trust. But with love and proper care, they do eventually learn to love again.

Though the Christmas Prayer for Pets is more dog-like, though it is meant for all pets including exotic pets. I would like to tell you about one of our exceptional pets who happens to be a cat :) I have had many dogs and love them dearly. I just wished my body loved me enough to have a dog again.

I was sitting next to Molly our rescue cat which we have had for eleven years. We got her when she was a year old. She had been caged most of her one year. She had no idea how to walk on a carpet. We would follow behind her releasing her claws from the carpet with each step. During that first year, I suspect many horrible things happened to her. It is only now she is starting to fully trust.

When she was sleeping my granddaughter placed her toy mice next to her. From that day, Molly has been sleeping with her mice. But each time, we find the mice lined up differently. The point being, not long ago, no one, other than my husband or I, would have been able to get close enough to her to line up her mice!

Molly was born from a feral cat. Her mother had been trapped. When her kittens were born, they were taken from the mother cat because the mother wanted nothing to do with the kittens. I suspect she was traumatized and frightened, having been taken from the wild but it was still the only thing she knew. She no longer had what she considered a safe place to have her kittens. Thankfully, though it took a while, Molly found a safe and happy home with us. Over time she has learned to trust because she feels safe.

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