I could hear you say my name, in your very gentle way.
You told me that it was all right, I didn’t have to stay.
I was getting very tired, and the pain was leaving too
I closed my eyes a second, and a field came into view.I still could hear you talking, but you seemed quite far away
Though I longed to be beside you, I just couldn’t seem to stay
For one moment I was with you, and the next I’m running free
I turned my head and there were others, running next to me.We ran together through the field, and birdies filled the sky.
We chased and played together, then I turned and wondered why?
Why were you not behind me? I wondered where you went.
Then someone was beside me, and He had a lovely scent.He petted me and told me that I simply had to wait.
That before I ‘d time to miss you, you’d be coming through the gate.
He said that very loyal pets, were granted special space
To wait for those who loved them, to see again their face.So please, know I am waiting with dogs and cats, and many more
For the day that I can see again the face that I adore.
It’s really such a lovely place, there’s no sickness and no pain.
I’ll be so very filled with joy when I see you once again.Thank you for setting me free.The Spirit of a homeless Cat
By Carol NotermannModel is Roo, I rescued him in 2008 when he was homeless.Roo was put to rest on November 28, 2011.
His presence in our lives is missed every single day.
Roo’s spirit taught me so much about appreciating life…right now.
His sweet soul and kind heart will live on….
for as long as I live, he shall not die.
Posted by Jennifer Moore at 1:29:00 AM
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This is Petey.Lily came here as a tiny puppy and instantly her best friend was Petey; he was an Australian Shepard/Border Collie.
Lily and Petey did everything together and then he was gone.
Just like that.
In just a moment everything she knew was gone.
Watching this sweet girl these past weeks has been heart wrenching for me. I took this shot a couple of weeks ago because this is the look she has been wearing for a while now…that look of lost.
She sits like this looking over the property that was once their playground and I can feel the memories that are running through her mind.
Her days were once filled with a child like play. always messing with Petey, taking his ball and running, sticks too….anything to get him to play with her and it worked like a charm and she knew it would. Lily was a child as long as Petey was here and now she seems all grown.
When she looks up at me I know she wants answers but I don’t know what she should be doing now that he is gone any more than she knows.
She sits like this on his grave too looking out over the canyon and if it were possible, there would be tears falling to the ground.
Don’t let anyone ever tell you that animals don’t grieve because they do and I have seen it with my own eyes and I have felt it when I look at her.
I will say though that since this photo was taken Lily has started coming around a bit. I have noticed the spark within her starting to return a little, that little spring in her step. She is healing. It is a difficult process But I know, beyond a doubt that even when the healing is done, Petey will remain a part of her forever.
For those who are just now meeting Lily….she belongs to my friends Rick and Raeanne, they live on the same property as we do, about a hundred yards away. Lily is a boxer/pit mix and she has to be one of the sweetest souls I have ever known.
Petey was killed on March 9, 2012, he was hit by traffic on a near by freeway. You can read the story here
Posted by Jennifer Moore at 1:10:00 AM