One night a pretty big gorilla got into Hilda Hurtado’s room, and she almost died from fright.

Mexico, January 22, 1974

One of my mistress’ pets got sick, and, since no remedy would help it, I asked Saint Maroun to heal it because my mistress was very sad. And the other day the dog woke up healthy. I’m infinitely grateful for that.

Ramona Ruiz, Mexico, 1939

Virgin of San Juan, thank you for appearing in the circus when a very horny horse jumped on Bigbooty the clown. I, Panfilo de Narvaez, implored you so that the children wouldn’t see such a grotesque scene.

Guadalajara, Jalisco, 1920

With great humbleness, I dedicate this ex-voto to Saint Francis of Assisi thanking those who support Linda Blair’s WordHeart Foundation. Blessed are those who help the animals because their love will return to them hundredfold.

Rufino Orozco from Ciudad Guzman, Jalisco, offers this retablo to the Virgin of Guadalupe for the miraculous save when he was almost killed goring dangerously and deadly by a bull when he fancied himself as a torrero.

It happened on July 5, 1958, Mexico

When he was preparing chicharones, a badass cat fell into the vat. He pulled him out well fried. He thanks Saint James for his customers didn’t notice it and, on the contrary, told him it was more delicious.

Totimehuacan, 1935
Justino Ramirez

Thank you Saint Mary full of Grace for saving Phoebe the Velvet Sausage from Baby the Rampaging Playmonster.

A bad day it was when we went to the river to fish salmon and a very angry bear came out to us reclaiming his territory so we decided we’d better leave.

When I was taking my little daughter to visit her grandmother, we were attacked by some rabid dogs. I thank the Virgin of Guadalupe for they didn’t bite her.

Toluca, October 5, 1959

I was bathing with my monkey, then the Bony came to the bathroom, and we chased her out for being too nosy.

Mexico, August 28, 1979

My cat Toto was very lazy, and our house became flooded with rats. They scared me terribly, and I asked the Virgin of San Juan to deliver me from them. She worked a miracle, and on July 15, 1951, the rats disappeared and never came back.

Agustina Servantes went to the pond for water. Since it was late, she met a couple of coyotes. She thanks the Virgin of the Solitude for they didn’t catch her and she came back home safe.

Puebla, 1920

I was doing my household chores at the kitchen. When I turned to mop, I saw some filthy rats getting in, with some nerve I’d never seen, through the drain and the window. My cat Ramona got frightened and hid behind my skirts. Seeing such a great disaster, I implored the Blessed Apostle for his mercy. Then I started to hit the rats with my broom, and they turned back and went back to where they came from.

Ocotlan, Jalisco, Mexico, 1966