Angel Watching

No, no deep spiritual expository piece about Angels as ministering spirits (Heb 1:14).

It’s early – 5:30am or so, dark and cold. I’m sitting here with a cup of coffee (yet another wonderful Trader Joe’s item) which is mostly milk – the raw, real, unadultered, living food the good Lord intended it to be not requiring the so-called “wisdom” or meddling of man….

Okay, I’m procrastinating. It’s easier to distract myself with tangents and rants than focus on what I don’t want to focus on. I’ve spent the better part of the night watching over Angel, our Abyssinian Guinea Pig. Guinea Pigs, also called Cavies, are classified as “exotic” pets. They require an Exotic Vet. Even when one of those is located, chances are slim to none that there will be answers as to the Problem or Prognosis. So, I wait….and I listen….

Her breathing has been labored for at least 12 hours. The vet was able to pump some fluids under her skin. I was able to syringe feed her liquid food, a special “rodent diet” the vet made up, giving me some extra should she make it through the night.
I was also able to successfully administer anbitiotics….so, we wait….

When I did nod off to sleep during my watch, the moments of silence were startling. Expecting to find the worst, when I pulled back the towels covering her weak little body, I was repeatedly encouraged to feel her little chest rising and falling with closer-to-normal breathing. The vet said if she made it through the long night there was a chance….

Angel has been in our family for 5 years, coming to us as a baby, half her grown-up size. She has 8 “rosettes” – swirls of hair that have a rose appearance across her body. In typical Cavie style, she’s learned our comings and goings, particularly enthusiastic when she hears me peeling carrots. Actually, “hears me” isn’t correct. She must have a brilliant sense of smell, because she only “wheeks” (high-pitched repetitive call that sounds just like it’s spelled) when I’m peeling carrots and not parsnips, potatoes, etc.

“Let every thing that hath breath praise the LORD, Praise yet the LORD….”, Psalm 150:6

“My mouth will speak in praise of the Lord. Let every creature praise his holyname for ever and ever.” Psalm 145:21

We had the option of leaving Angel at the vets, letting them care for her during this time of 50/50 speculation whether she lives or dies. Guinea pigs are fragile, and unlike cats and dogs, medical knowledge is scant. In addition, Guinea Pigs are like sheep – once they’re sick, they give up.

Sarah, wise in the Lord, having a care for His creation, with dry eyes and a quiet, thoughtful voice said, “I’d prefer she comes home to be with us. Whether she lives or whether she dies, I know it’s the Lord’s choice, but if she dies, I’d rather she died with us, in her home, with her people.” And so we wait upon the Lord…

Job 7 “But ask the animals, and they will teach you; the birds of the air, and they will tell you; 8 ask the plants of the earth, and they will teach you; and the fish of the sea will declare to you. 9 Who among all these does not know that the hand of the Lord has done this? 10 In his hand is the life of every living thing and the breath of every human being.

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