I love looking out and seeing Snark, Freeda, Noel and Wolf Girl (the "barn dogs". the outside dogs that live in the barn.) looking up at my window waiting for me to toss them a piece of bread or a chunk of fruit. I'm used to looking out my window into staring eyes, waiting for me to give attention to them, but one of my first nights here last year I got a bit freaked out. I looked out my window and Sindu, our 400 lbs tiger, was looking right at me! At first it startled me to see her looking up here but that wasn't what scared me... Every single time I looked out the window, she was there. Looking right at ME and the look on her face just screamed "I'm going to eat you". I soon came to find out that they use to get Sindu's food ready in my room. Ah it all made since now. The face, the staring. Got it. Now I love looking out and seeing that pretty girl looking up at me :)
I also have a friend (for lack of a better work) in my window. Now she really DID scare me half to death when I first saw her! I was looking out into the distance to see if I could see the wallaroo joey when this huge spider crawled out of nowhere! It was right in front of my face she grazed my nose as she scampered past. Now even though I am an animal person I am NOT a bug person. Yuck. But I didn't want to kill it. I mean it was there before me. So I let it be and after getting over my fear of it crawling all over me in my sleep I've rather enjoyed it living with me :) I haven't had any bug problems yet! *knock on wood*.
All this talk about windows reminded me of one of my favorite stories given in a talk by President Monson in the 2010 Women's Conference called Charity Never Faileth:
A young couple, Lisa and John, moved into a new neighborhood. One morning while they were eating breakfast, Lisa looked out the window and watched her next-door neighbor hanging out her wash.
“That laundry’s not clean!” Lisa exclaimed. “Our neighbor doesn’t know how to get clothes clean!”
John looked on but remained silent.
Every time her neighbor would hang her wash to dry, Lisa would make the same comments.
A few weeks later Lisa was surprised to glance out her window and see a nice, clean wash hanging in her neighbor’s yard. She said to her husband, “Look, John—she’s finally learned how to wash correctly! I wonder how she did it.”
John replied, “Well, dear, I have the answer for you. You’ll be interested to know that I got up early this morning and washed our windows!”
My kangaroo likes looking out the window too :)
Window. Window. Window.
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