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August 2, 1959, the dog of the little girl Angelita Torres was hit by a car. The dog was badly injured, but the girl prayed about it to the Virgin of Zapopan. The Merciful Virgin heard her prayers. Angelita thanks.

I thank Saint Anthony because I married a good man who loves me and the animals. He accepted me with my monkey, two dogs, two cats and my little bird. Now we’re all happy on his ranch.

My brother Valerio and I went to the desert to pick up some peyote. When the night fell, we couldn’t find our way back. We were scared hearing the howls of the hungry coyotes. We thank the Saint Michael the Archangel for the astonishing miracle he made, when suddenly a magic dear appeared to us. It illuminated our way and guided us off the desert avoiding any danger. Just seeing this magnificent shining animal gave us peace and brought harmony to our souls for a long, long time.

Doña Rosalia Perez was coming back from the cinema with her children and hit a stray puppy. The children thank the Virgin of San Juan because the puppy has survived and now they keep it as a pet.

Virgin of Ocotlan, I dedicate this retablo to you in order to tell everybody about your favor. I was hauling a fighting bull down to the Huamantlada. Suddenly it got rebel and hit me with his corn. I was scared that I might have gangrene in my leg. I entrusted myself to you and now I thank you for my recovery.

Pancho M.
Tlaxcala, 2005


Huamantlada is a festive running of the bulls held in the town of Huamantla.

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Amalita Moreno had some refreshments in the garden, when the cat push a flowerpot down on her. The pot hit her on the head. Her vision became blurry and she started seeing double. She prayed to the Virgin of Zapopan for not going blind. Her prayers were heard and the same week she could see without problems.

After my husband’s death I was so deeply in grief. But the Virgin of Guadalupe brought my husband’s soul back as a cat who one day came to my kitchen. I know it’s him, these are his eyes, the same lonely look and something else. When I saw the cat, I got overwhelmed and filled with emotions. I was so excited. I can’t tell anybody about him because people would say I’m crazy — and it can be the truth. However, the most important thing is that I’m very happy with the cat.

A horse was passing by at nights, flashing fire from the hooves. Thanks for nothing happened in the village.

Tuitepec, 1970

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My donkey Jasinto and I became to old, so nobody gave us job anymore. I prayed to the Virgin of Zapopan for not letting us die from hunger. When we were at the hills we found some apricot trees loaded down with fruits. We took some to sell at the town market. We were coming back every week to gather more apricots, and it seemed that they were not coming to an end. Quite the contrary, there were even more apricots. I even left some fruits to myself, in case that one day we might run out of fruits. We thank the Virgin for these wonderful trees.

Ines Meneses neglected her kittens, and they went playing with the mole she had prepared. She thanks Saint Paschal Baylon, for she managed to prepare another one in time.

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A very beautiful deer lived not far away from our house. Sometimes he came closer to me and I gave it some food. One day I heard that some hunters arrived and they wanted the deer as a trophy. I thank the Virgin of Guadalupe for I was able to arrive to the deer before the hunters. I scared it away, so it ran far enough and the hunters didn’t find him.

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My TV began to have a lot of static. It was impossible to watch it. I went up to the roof to see what happened to the TV antenna. There I discovered a lot of martians. They had landed on my roof and used the antenna as surveillance tower. I thank the Virgin of Zapopan for my cat is very curious. It followed me, and when the martians saw the cat, they escaped out of fear of being eaten. Now my TV works better than ever.

A horde of squirrels invaded the people’s houses. They were eating all the food, but the worst part was that they were smashing and dropping everything around. But thanks to our prayers to Saint Francis, a new restaurant with delicious food was opened in our town. So the squeamish squirrels lost their interest in our houses and went to destroy the restaurant.