Monday, August 27, 2007

Joyful Reunion, and a Pradakshina

In the morning, Spotty peaked over hopefully. And there they were, back from camping!



It was a joyful reunion. Everybody hugged Spotty. Mum Lioness had cleaned the cubs so well they no longer smelled of smoke. She had had to clean every inch of them!



Then the cubses and Mum Lioness made Spotty tell them everything that had happened to him while they were away. And Spotty made them recount every detail of the things they had seen and done on their trip.



"Next time we will just INSIST that Med Tiger lets you come with us," the cubses told Spotty.

Just then Balanandaswami and Fluffy Swami came along.



Fluffy Swami insisted Mum Lioness feed him. He was still learning to talk and called her Muvah Yionesh.

Then everyone said at once, "Let's go see the young Swami!"

They set out right away. Fluffy Swami wanted to ride with Omcub.



When they reached the young Swami, he told them he was just about to go on a pradakshina of Arunachala. He invited them all to join him.



Med Tiger bounded along as they were starting out.



"I want to see the Ganesha shrine!" said Arunacub excitedly.

They all walked along, sometimes feasting their eyes on the extreme beauty of the young Swami, and sometimes on the glory of his father who was just to their right. Lots of birds and monkeys and other creatures peaked out of trees and from behind bushes, each one melting with happiness at the sight of the Swami.

3 comments:

ananda said...

so Fluffy swami has usurped Muvah Yionesh's shoulder!

he seems to have been made for that spot. i dont think he will EVER get off now.

ramanamayi said...

Fluffaswami says that spot suits him perfectly and the fur is softest there, and that no one can expect anyone of his size to walk anywhere unless he feels like it. Amazingly, Omcub does not seem to mind.

ananda said...

one can understand why everyone is fighting for a chance to carry Fluffy on their shoulders. he himself is such a redicliously soft furr-ball.
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Spotty
when's my torn ?