At the end of a long day in a long month, I read a hiring notice: Professional Cub Snuggler! it says, and I think, this is something. The work is to wrap baby bears in blankets, hold them in a coat while the mother gets a checkup.
Now I can’t stop wishing that this was a model for some other things, the practice of stopping in the work week, no matter the job, for the most important work of the week. Time to hold the babies! everyone would say, and the babies would be held, and there would be enough hands so that the ones who had been caring for more babies than they had hands for could take a break and tend to other things, knowing the babies were okay.
There is a trick the handlers use, for getting the orphaned bears accepted. They cover the bark of a tree with a scented goo, and after the birth babies and the orphan run through it, back to mama, they all smell the same. And there’s something in this model, too.
Inspired by this notice: “Dream Job Alert: Michigan DNR is Hiring Bear Cub Cuddlers.”
4 thoughts on “To Hold Them”
I just saw Cocaine Bear over the weekend. Probably not the job for me. Hard to get all those flinging body parts out of my mind.
Hah! Jeff, I am laughing so hard. Thank you : )
The beauty of truth. All babies need to be loved, and we all benefit from the giving and receiving of love.
Amen to that, Allie!