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(6/21/05 6:43 am) Reply
IN MEMORY OF KESSIAH
KESSIAH AT 2 MONTHS OLD
In April of 2004 I was living in a 150-year-old farmhouse in New Braunfels Texas. I loved it there as did my little Yorke, Kessiah. She had 72 acres to roam on and we were living a peaceful existence.
One day as I was getting ready to go to work I realized that I didn’t have any water. I went to the back of the house where I heard water pouring and realized that one of the water pipes had broken. I crawled under the house with my flashlight and was trying to put the pipes together. The water was pouring out so fast and hard that I couldn't’t hear a thing. Suddenly out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a movement. I shined the flashlight in the corner of the house and to my horror I saw the biggest snake I had ever seen. He was coiled and ready to strike but I think the light blinded him and I was able to get out. I was amazed that he was right by my face. I know that God had shown me his movement, as I was not able to neither see nor hear him. I had told people that I thought it was a rattlesnake but my brother-in-law thought it was probably a rat snake.
Several days later I was getting ready for a yard sale. Kessiah was lying by the door with her nose pressed underneath sniffing widely. I opened the door with my hands full and stepped out on to the patio and once again to my horror and disbelief the snake was right at my feet. He was crazy with excitement, coiling back to strike when suddenly I was standing next to my truck and Kessiah was fighting fiercely with the snake. The snake’s rattlers were so loud that I could hardly hear anything else. Everything was such a blur and as I looked down, wondering how I had gotten to the truck, Kessiah had come running to me and I knew that she was hurt badly and blood was pouring from below her eye. The snake was gone but I could still hear him rattling. He was three to four feet long and the size of my arm. Kessiah was only 5 pounds so I knew this was bad. I rushed her to the vet where my daughter had worked. Dr. Knippa began to take care of her right away but she had been bitten several times.
Kessiah stayed at the vets that night and she made it for almost 24 hrs. My heart was broken and I cried from the deepest part of my being, but I knew that she had saved my life. I always knew that God had put her in my life for a special reason. She was always my companion in my loneliest and darkest times…but now she had died to save me. The ironic thing is that Kessiah means-little warrior or princess warrior and that she is.
I still dream of her and miss her everyday of my life but I know that she has made a special place for herself in the arms of God.
~Memory
First I want to say welcome to the board.
Second I am so very sorry that you lost your little girl. She died saving someone that she loved and that is a very noble death indeed.
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Live with Intention,Listen hard, Walk to the edge,Practice wellness,Play with abandon, Laugh, Choose with no regret, Appreciate your friends,Do what you love, Live as if this is all there is.
Mary Ann Radmacher-Hersey 1994 World Wildlife Warriors
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(7/1/05 2:51 am) Reply
IN MEMORY OF KESSIAH
What a precious little girl, I am so sorry for your loss.
I know she is in good company over the Rainbow Bridge.
I hope you have gotten rid of the snake, would hate to think
you may still be in danger of it.
By the way, welcome to the board, we are glad you are here.
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