I immediately felt sorry for it and decided that being alive wasn't enough.. that I had to "heal" it. I put my hands again on it's patchy fur and said lovingly yet firmly, "Heal!". The cat took a deep breath, I felt it relax under my hands and I could tell that it felt "better'. It stood up and scampered off the porch.
I healed each animal laying my hands alongside their owners.. animals that could barely move began to jump in their owner's arms. The most memorable healing being that of a dog with glaucoma who's milky eyes (
http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/5969571_5e094623f7.jpg ) slowly turned their normal color again.
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