Solomon

by

S.U.E.

     Angels come in many shapes, sizes and forms. Whenever they are needed, these wonderful beings will use whatever means they can to help their earthly charges.

     Daisy had been confined to a wheelchair ever since she could remember. She refused to let this small inconvenience stop her from leading a full life.4

For the past four years, the pain in her left hip and lower back had been recurring more frequently, but Daisy knew that a trip to the chiropractor would give her instant relief for several days.

Unfortunately her doctor had gone to a seminar for a week, and Daisy was leaving on a trip with her husband, John to Animal Kingdom in Orlando, Florida for three days. There wasn't anything she could do about the pain except take it with her.

"Grin and bare it" was Daisy's motto. She made up her mind to forget the pain and enjoy every minute of the trip. Fun was the order up the day, and she and John had a wonderful time enjoying the rides, the nature paths, the shows and the shops of the park.

Their last stop of the day was at a petting zoo, referred to by the staff as "affection station", where visitors could go and pet a variety of small goats from Africa. Here in the safety of the compound, these enchanting little creatures with outgoing personalities and huge brown eyes are allowed to roam freely, greeting hundreds of people daily and enjoying pats, hugs, and picture taking.

A lovely staff member by the name of Bonnie met the couple at the entrance, asking if they would like a tour. She explained the purpose and the workings of the petting station and knew each little goat by name.

She introduced them to Solomon, who was a small brown charmer with two knobs as horns sticking out from between two floppy ears.

Daisy and Salomon took one look at one another and fell head-over-heels-in love. As their eyes meet, Daisy knew the little guy was somehow special. As Bonnie explained Solomon's eating habits, the goat got between John and the back of the wheelchair, and very gently starting to hit Daisy's lower back with his small horns. Bonnie and John tried to coax him to stop, but he was determined at his task. Daisy told them to let him alone, for in truth the pain was getting less and less. His back treatment continued for a good ten minutes as he followed the wheelchair around the entire area.

Suddenly he stopped, and came around to lick Daisy's hands, then trotted off friskily to join his playmates in greeting other people.

To her surprise and relief, Daisy realized that her pain was completely gone. For the rest of the trip, she was pain free, and it was two whole weeks before she had to pay a visit to the chiropractor. Her Guardian Angel had chosen a very wise goat name "Solomon" to work his magic.