If you're a dog lover, like I am, consider a little thought for my little dog, Lupa. She suddenly suffered a major seizure yesterday and then another at the emergency room last night. She's undergoing tests as I write this. No word as yet what the cause is yet, but horrible things are serious possibilities. She could use all the positive thoughts and prayers she can get. I'm not a believer in god, per se, but I believe in the celebration of great people and great animals, and I suspect that positive thought encourages positive outcome, whether on a metaphysical level or merely in the realm of feel and how we remember the world.
I found her on the street back in October, half starved to death and barely able to walk. She'd been through hell, her jaw had clearly been broken at some point, and most of her teeth are missing, the few that remain badly broken. She rebounded beautifully, regaining her ability to stand, to run, to bark, and to wag her tail in joy. She loves people like few dogs I've ever seen, and they love her. She is sweetness incarnate. She reminds me how great we humans could be, and encourages me to toward that.
UPDATE 4/19/2011: Thanks for all the good wishes for Lupa! I really appreciate them Lupa is doing well, she's on the anti-seizure medicine and has thankfully not had another seizure. No idea what the cause might have been, or whether something worse is in the offing. But I am grateful to have her here for the days, weeks, months, and hopefully years I will.