A Couple Bad Days

Montana....I have been missing you like crazy!  I have been crying on and off for days now.  Why all of a sudden do I feel this way?  I wish I knew.  My sleep is so screwed up so I think that has a lot to do with it.  I miss your presence.  I miss hearing you breathe and the jingle of your collar as you would get up and switch places during the night.  I miss you barking at me during the night to be let out.  I miss you barking at me to get up in the morning even though when I would get up you would go lay down and go back to sleep.  I miss everything about you.  I remember you would be ready to go to bed and would stand in the hall barking and wanting me to go to bed with you.  I also remember you going into the bedroom and barking until I would come lay down on the bed with you or just sit next to you on the bed.  Your bark was my command... lol.  I also remember having to walk you before bed so you would go to the bathroom.  Sometimes in the middle of the night I would have to take you for a short walk because so you would go to the bathroom.  You had me trained well.  No one could ever say you weren't spoiled.  Or well taken care of.  I can't wait until we are together again.  I will wrap my arms around your big neck and tell you that I missed you and that I love you.  I will ALWAYS love you and miss you, Montana!

All Pets Go To Heaven

 

All Pets Go To Heaven 

 

Can you imagine a heaven without pets?

There is a very special place where beloved pets go after they die. This is only a temporary location. But there are trees and grass and lakes, and everything they love. Here they can play and eat and sleep, even better than they did, before they died. Now, there are no aches or worries or dangers of any kind to trouble or threaten them. The only joy missing is their beloved human companion, you.
All health is restored completely, and all injuries are healed. Dogs and cats play with each other like youngsters, and they do not have time to feel lonely for you. They miss you, and with the special wisdom that animals have, they trust that this condition will get better. And they confidently wait as they frolic.

A wonderful day will come for each of them, when in the middle of playing they will suddenly feel something is different. And all their senses will be at the height of excitement and exuberance. They will sniff the air and look off in the distance where they recognize that dearly loved special presence. Then they will call out in elation, and with eyes shining and tail going wild, tear off at a full gallop, almost flying over the green grass.

Your expected arrival has been sensed, and now there is nothing that can keep the two of you apart, ever again. As you run toward each other the tears flow from your eyes. Your pet leaps into your arms, and you cling together in jubilant reunion. The joyous kisses are all over your face, and you kiss back, just as ecstatically. Your hands so lovingly caress once more the beloved fur, the head and neck and body you knew so well. And you look into each other’s loving eyes, and all those old, wonderful shared feelings are back, again.

And then something will call the both of you on, to a different field of warmth and nurture, where all the love you knew now comes to fruition. With your pet, you leave that special waiting area, walk into the main part of heaven, and begin a new existence there, together.

If you accept that pets can love us as much as we do them, then the logic is clear and cannot be denied. If you believe that there is a heaven for people, then they must be there, waiting for us, when we cross over. Heaven is love, and pets always share that with us.

9 months

Hi there sweet boy!  Today marks the 9 mos anniversary of your death.  I miss you so much my baby boy!  The days seem to drag but then again time has flown by.  I was still awake at 4:00am and thought about how I was helping you to the Bridge at that time 9 months ago.  I still cry every day for you.  There have been a  few days that I made it without crying.  I was very surprised.  You are on my mind 24/7.  Yesterday I happened to look up the 2005 calender online because I wanted to see what the date was for Labor Day that year.  That is the day you came to live with us.  It happened to be Sept. 5th, 2005.  You passed away on Sept. 5th, 2011, Labor Day.  How weird is that?  I wish I could hold you and hug you.  I want to feel your soft fur under my hands.  I even miss your bark.  I thought I heard you whining last night.  Were you here?  Do you come here to comfort me?  I hope you do.  I have to be honest though.  I don't feel you here.  I want to so much.  I look at your urn and can't imagine you being in there.  I know it is just your ashes and you really aren't there.  You are all around me.  Every where I look I see you here.  Your toys....your stuffed lion.  I still imagine you laying on the floor by my feet.  I miss you so much!  I will NEVER stop missing you!

Beyond The Rainbow

As much as I loved the life we had and all the times we played,
I was so very tired and knew my time on earth would fade.
I saw a wondrous image then of a place that's trouble-free
Where all of us can meet again to spend eternity.

I saw the most beautiful Rainbow, and on the other side
Were meadows rich and beautiful -- lush and green and wide!
And running through the meadows as far as the eye could see
Were animals of every sort as healthy as could be!
My own tired, failing body was fresh and healed and new
And I wanted to go run with them, but I had something left to do.

I needed to reach out to you, to tell you I'm alright
That this place is truly wonderful, then a bright Glow pierced the night.
'Twas the Glow of many Candles shining bright and strong and bold
And I knew then that it held your love in its brilliant shades of gold.

For although we may not be together in the way we used to be,
We are still connected by a cord no eye can see.
So whenever you need to find me, we're never far apart
If you look beyond the Rainbow and listen with your heart.

8 mos. Are you still here?

Today marks 8 mos that you have been gone.  I miss you so much!  These monthly anniversaries kill me.  One more month without you.  Where is the time going?  It just seems like yesterday you left for the Rainbow Bridge.  I love you and miss you so much!

Are you still with me?  Are you?  I haven't felt any signs that you are.  I hope you are with me all the time.  I was sent this poem yesterday from Louane.  The woman that rescued you.  It makes me cry when I read it.  I want it to be true.  I want you to be here with me!

I Stood By Your Bed Last Night

I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep.
I could see that you were crying. You found it hard to sleep.
I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear,
"It's me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here."
I was close to you at ...breakfast, I watched you pour the tea,
You were thinking of the many times your hands reached down to me.
I was with you at the shops today. Your arms were getting sore.
I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.
I was with you at my grave today, You tend it with such care.
I want to re-assure you, that I'm not lying there.
I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key.
I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said "It's me."
You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair.
I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there.
It's possible for me to be so near you everyday.
To say to you with certainty, "I never went away."
You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew.
In the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.
The day is over... I smile and watch you yawning and say
"Good-night, God bless, I'll see you in the morning."
And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,
I'll rush across to greet you and we'll stand, side by side.
I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see.
Be patient, live your journey out... then come home to be with me.

~Author Unknown

Animal Communicator

Last month I emailed an Animal Communicator named, Jill Cornwell.  She told me a lot of things about Montana.  Somewhat gave me peace knowing he was ok and with me all the time.

This is what she sent me:

Hi Beth!

Montana is so funny, I first asked him how old he was and he said 13, 9, old enough. (a little a.d.d)? :) I asked him why you would have perceived him to be so stubborn and he said that "sometimes she just didn't make any sense". I think if he didn't see the value in what you were asking then it didn't really have any meaning in it for him. "Which was most of the time" (his words). He said that you fussed over him quite a lot and that he knows you did everything you could, his care was everything and then some. He liked things simple and says that he got more care than was needed but loves you for it. He knows that you loved him very, very much. He says that he loved you too and that you spoiled him with lots of toys and treats and a big puffy bed but he said he would have loved you just as much if he lived with you in a shack with a dirt floor. He is healthy and happy and spends some of his time running through green fields with his tongue hanging out and spends some of his time following you around, with his tongue hanging out of the right side of his mouth. For whatever reason he wanted me to be sure to put that in there (the part about his tongue hanging out of the right side of his mouth). He sits with you when you cry and he puts his paw on your leg to let you know he is still there with you. He says that you can feel him there with you, don't brush it off as just your imagination. He is not in any pain any more, he was but didn't want you to know because you worry too much and he said he could handle it. He thought you were a very good mom and when he is ready he will return to you in a new body. The universe will arrange things perfectly, don't wonder how or when, just let the universe do it's magic, you won't miss each other. He said that his leaving his first family was divinely orchestrated that it was just time for him to leave his first family and to be with you. You were not ready yet for him if he had shown up in your life earlier than he did.

And he says "oh yes! He loved his name" It was big like his personality. I asked him if there was anything else he wanted me to say and he told me that he used to love rolling on his back and rubbing his face in the carpet and getting up and shaking hair all over your living room and then stand there smiling at you; with his tongue hanging out. :)

I hope this helps you, Beth, he is still with you and if you don't discount it as your imagination you will feel him and even possibly see him with you. He purposefully left you reminders so you would smile and think of him.

God bless,

Jill

I Miss You Montana

I miss you so much, Montana.  I was so depressed this past weekend.  I know it didn't help with the cold and rainy weather.  Even after 7 mos, almost 8 mos., I can't believe you are gone.  If only I had more time with you.  I found this poem on Facebook and I thought it was appropriate.  I love you so much, Montana!

God promised at the birth of time,
A special friend to give,
His time on earth is short, he said,
So love him while he lives.

It may be six or seven years,
Or twelve or then sixteen,
But will you, till I call him back,
Take care of him for me?

A wagging tail and cold wet nose,
And silken velvet ears,
A heart as big as all outdoors,
To love you through the years.

His puppy ways will gladden you,
And antics bring a smile,
As guardian or friend he will,
Be loyal all the while.

He'll bring his charms to grace your life,
And though his stay be brief,
When he's gone the memories,
Are solace for your grief.

I cannot promise he will stay,
Since all from earth return,
But lessons only a dog can teach,
I want you each to learn.

Whatever love you give to him,
Returns in triple measure,
Follow his lead and gain a life,
Brim full of simple pleasure.

Enjoy each day as it comes,
Allow your heart to guide,
Be loyal and steadfast in love,
As the dog there by your side.

Now will you give him all your love,
Nor think the labor vain,
Nor hate me when I come to call,
To take him back again?

I fancy each of us would say,
"Dear Lord, thy will be done,
For all the joy this dog shall bring,
The risk of grief we'll run.

"We'll shelter him with tenderness,
We'll love him while we may,
And for the happiness we've known,
Forever grateful stay.

"But shall the angels call for him,
Much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes,
And try to understand."