The Animal-Human Networking 
By Allen and Linda Anderson 



Networking is an esteemed practice in business. Get to know the right people who might know even better people. You’re only a phone call away from the help or contacts you need. Fill up your Rolodex with business cards you’ve exchanged at parties and meetings. Keep in touch. Get into position for that big break. Steady yourself on broad shoulders that will help you climb ladders to success. Oh, the tangled webs humans weave to negotiate life with their heads instead of their hearts. 

Animals have a different way of networking. They connect with you and each other spiritually in ways you won’t recognize if you’re only tuned into mental channels. 

Lately, we’ve been busily compiling stories and outlining points for our next Angel Animals book. This means we must write a proposal which will help a publisher catch the vision that animals are souls with consciousness and spiritual awareness. We’ve received about one thousand stories since beginning the Angel Animals in 1997. So picture us, sitting at a long table amidst mounds of stories—some handwritten, most typed, some snail-mailed, most e-mailed or faxed. Imagine us trying to decide which examples to include in this next book proposal and manuscript. Not an easy task. It takes time because we find ourselves needing to pause, take a few deep breaths, wipe the tears from our eyes, and thank Divine Spirit for allowing us to perform such a fulfilling service to life. 

Below are two of the awesome stories we discovered in our files. They demonstrate the animal-human networking system. We hope you’ll enjoy and marvel at them as much as we did. 

Duck! It’s Mother’s Day
Anne Marie Radmer from Minnesota — where we and a lot of ducks live — wrote to us about a special Mother’s Day in 1999. Anne Marie says that at 6:45 in the morning, she awoke to the sound of a female Mallard duck squawking loudly by her mailbox. When Anne Marie got up to see what all the commotion was about, she had the impression that this duck was trying desperately to tell her something. The duck’s mate also flew in for a moment to punctuate the urgency of the situation. Anne Marie returned to her bedroom and told her husband John that she thought she knew what the mother duck was trying to say: Her babies had fallen down the sewer and needed their help! 

Anne Marie and John quickly checked the drain outside their house and heard, “Peep, peep, peep.” Then they saw a mound of fuzz circling in the water. Quickly John lifted the grate cover off the sewer and began a search and rescue mission. “St. Francis,” as his admiring wife was now calling him, climbed down eight feet into the sewer. As John scooped the babies out of the water, Anne Marie laid them on the grass where Mother Duck could inspect them. Mother waited until her entire brood was out of danger. Then she nudged them back to their nest. Anne Marie says, “She was squawking at her babies the whole time. I think they were getting all fourteen of their little butts chewed, because she didn’t stop! It was honestly the cutest thing I’d ever seen. They were so little and brand new, following each other-plop, plop, plop.” 

As Anne Marie and John watched the mother herd her fourteen ducklings to safety, she said to her husband, “Happy Mother’s Day. Your mom is looking down at you right now and saying, ‘Oh, that’s my Johnny.’”  

Later, as the couple talked about how this special day had begun, they realized that John’s mother had died on May 9, 1985 — fourteen years ago. And today, John had saved fourteen ducks on Mother’s Day. 

The animal-human network. You just can’t beat it with something as non-imaginative as the exchange of business cards. 

The Universe’s Network 
How connected is all life? Do we live in a cosmic network that recognizes each transition, each entry and passing? 

Bee Horton thinks so. She lives in a small village in Ecuador. Bee is involved in reforestation and spends much of her time planting pine and avocado trees on land that has been depleted and eroded due to excessive tree-cutting. She lives on and farms mountainside land. Bee wrote to us about a calf’s miraculous birth. 

“On a day I had anticipated for a long time, I watched my cow Kaula give birth to a beautiful calf. I guided the infant to his first breakfast on his mother’s tit. After the birth, I left the milk bucket and ran to our house. I could hardly wait to announce the good news with a radio call to the rest of the family. They, too, were exuberant to hear about Kaula’s baby. 

“When I returned to Kaula and opened the gate to her coral, I began to hear a sound that I can only describe as heavenly. I listened, transfixed, to what seemed like thousands of bees roaring in a swarm. I looked up to the sky and around the farm but saw nothing. As I crossed the coral, the sound continued full and beautiful. It sent me soaring into an almost mystical trance. 

“After I reached Kaula, I admired her calf, so strong and content. Then I stopped to fill my bucket with fresh milk. The sound continued to bring incredible joy and peace to my heart. I wondered if Kaula could hear it too, since together we’d experienced the miracle of her giving birth. 

“I took the bucket of milk and crossed the coral once again. As I closed the gate, the miraculous sound faded away. 

“I believe that God, the Creator, treasures all creation. The birth of an animal is a joyous and sacred moment. Hearing this welcoming spiritual sound reminded me that each animal comes into this world offering gifts of love and companionship.” 

Do angel animals enter the world with a joyful and heavenly sound that can be heard by those who have the ears to hear? Is the Divine network greater, more precise, and more loving than we’ve ever realized? 

Allen and Linda Anderson are co-editors of Angel Animals: Exploring Our Spiritual Connection with Animals in local and Inter-net bookstores. Angel Animals plush toys are now available at  or call (305) 532-3111 to order. 

The Andersons co-founded the Angel Animals Foundation to increase love and respect for all life-one story at a time. Their Web site is . Tax-deductible donations and story submissions are gratefully accepted at P.O. Box 26488, Minneapolis, MN 55426 or on the Web site. For more information call (952) 925-3309.

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