The thing is, giving the animals away is just as much fun as receiving them. Some people immediately get that and want to be a part of it. Last night at the Duck and Dive a friendly bearded weirdo got in the groove. This dude is a natural.
If you read this blog, you likely know that I stick these things in all kinds of places: crevices, bathrooms, unattended coats, etc. Well, the best and the most difficult maneuver, the holy grail, is to get an animal in an actual pocket without being noticed.
On his very first attempt, this very talented animal placing beardo got a little bear in the back pocket of a tall swarthy fellow on the front stoop. His pocket was wide open and wagging, but still, the dude was standing up-- and didn't feel the little bear go in, nor did he feel all the eyes on him as we watched it almost fall out, then work it's way down. All completely unnoticed.
This happened to be a little galaxy bear: half dark, half light. The thing with bears is this: they are often misunderstood. Bears are often pegged to be aggressive, intimidating, but in reality, they just want that carton of eggs from your garbage dumpster. They're hungry. And then they want to sleep. They're just being bears! People with bear medicine generally have a dark side, but it only shows up when they're poked or threatened. These folks would do themselves a favor to learn from that dark side-- to hibernate/meditate about how they turn that darkness into something lighter: art, music, humor, something.
I also left a little arch-backed cat. I called it a pooping cat, but my new bearded animal gifter preferred to call it a racing cat. Either which way, this is a cat in the middle of something. Racing or pooping? I guess it depends on who it went to. You be the judge.
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