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Manitou And The Flying Jaguars

Manitou and the Flying Jaguars

The day after sharing some lox during lunch with the flying jaguars (otherwise known as yellow jackets), I was relaxing on my lounge chair when I felt a pinch between the webbing of my big toe. Looking down I saw a yellow jacket, and now that he had my attention he inquired, “Lox?” Apparently the Rose Café was open for business.

I told the yellow jacket that I would bring his order right out.

I placed a decent piece of lox on a plate and carried it outside. Looking around carefully to be sure that my cat Manitou was nowhere in sight, I put the plated lox on the lounge chair and mentally called out, “Order up!” to let the yellow jackets know it was ready.

I went back in the house to get something, and returned to find Manitou licking the empty plate—the lox for the flying jaguars was gone. Perhaps next time I should call them to dinner a little more quietly.

After scolding Manitou, I went back in the house to put another piece of lox on the plate. When I returned Manitou greeted me excitedly—he thought he was going to get some more of his favorite food. I pushed him away, and told him that the lox was not for him, it was for the yellow jackets. He did not even pause to take that information in—he simply tried to get to the plate again. Surely I must know that he was more important than any silly yellow jackets!

I balanced the plate on top of the lounge chair while fending Manitou off. Meanwhile, several yellow jackets arrived and began working away at their snack, carrying off pieces to stash. Finally, with an air of complete disgust, Manitou gave up. He walked a few steps away and sat down with his back to me, making it clear that he had never wanted that stupid lox, anyway.

By the time the yellow jackets had finished cleaning the plate I figured Manitou had gotten over his disgruntlement. I decided to carry the empty plate back into the house before the yellow jackets returned in hopes of more. As I was doing so something caused me to turn and look back. And what I saw was Manitou rise up on his hind legs, raise one paw overhead and smack a returning yellow jacket to the ground. And then he ran like hell. Apparently Manitou does hold a grudge.


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Rose De Dan, Wild Reiki and Shamanic Healing LLC, is an animal communicator, Reiki Master Teacher, shamanic energy healer, and author. Her classes, sessions and ceremonial work are inspired by wild and domestic animals who have issued a call to action for personal and global healing.

Her book Tails of a Healer: Animals, Reiki and Shamanism features heartwarming stories about animals and their role in her evolution as an energy worker and shamanic healer.

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