The Dog Bite

.photo of ayres rock, "uluru" in central Australia

The life of the Australian Aborigine

Occasionally, Willard, The Bashful Country Boy, as he likes to call himself, drops by and relays an interesting tidbit about his own spiritual journey. I always find his stories interesting.

Written by; The Bashful Country Boy

One day my friend was bitten by a dog, although I was fifty miles from where she was bitten, I immediately knew something was wrong with her and I knew she was in pain.


I had a real sickening feeling in my stomach and felt it had something to do with a dog.

I later learned she had indeed been bitten by a dog at the exact same time I had those feelings of dread. The dog had actually ran across two peoples yards to attack her. 

It seemed to me the dog was in on some “plan” to enable us both to learn a lesson about how we are all interconnected and can sense when others feel pain or pleasure.

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,

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