Sunday, June 1, 2014
All dogs go to Heaven
The next door neighbor's dog died this morning. She has not been well for a while. For the last year or so, I gave her water and bones along with a rub during the week. She was an outside dog so the last two years were really tough on her old body. She is in a better place now having crossed the Rainbow Bridge to a life of eternal joy where chewees and dog bones grow everywhere like it is a Willy Wonka's Chocolate factory for dogs.
I am reminded when our Great Dane Mandy died when I was a teen. We didn't have her for long, but she was an outstanding member of the family. I still remember my little brother coming home and sitting next to her body that was wrapped in a blanket in the backyard. She was buried there. I often think of her. She created many memories for me in a short period of time. I know she too is in Heaven along with Sunshine, Norman, DC, and the other wonderful family pets we have had.
I hope it is a long time before I have to see another move on. On days like this, I believe. Heaven is real. And like Joe says, Elly's leg awaits her when her time comes many, many years from now when her time comes to cross the bridge.