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As if it wasn't emotional enough, a friend sent me the following:
The Little Dog Angel
High up in the courts of Heaven today
A little dog-angel waits,
With the other dogs he will not play,
But he sits alone at the Gates:
"For I know my master will come," says he
"And when he comes, he will call for me."
He sees the spirits that pass him by
As they hasten towards the throne,
And he watches them with a wistful eye
As he sits at the gate alone;
"But I know if I just wait patiently
"That someday my Master will come," says he.
And his Master far down on the earth below,
As he sits in his easy chair
Forgets sometimes, and he whistles low
For the dog that is not there;
And the little dog-angel cocks his ears
And dreams that his Master's call he hears.
And I know when at length his Master waits
Outside in the dark and cold
For the hand of Death to open the gates
That lead to the Courts of Gold,
The little dog-angel's eager bark
Will comfort his soul while he's still in the dark.
In Reply to: The Little Dog Angel posted by Jim H. [1595.2562] on July 08, 2006 at 10:39:03:
Okay, now that I wiped my eyes, I can type again.
So sorry to hear of your loss Jim. I have been there and know the interal conflicts that engulf you - until you get that one sign or reach that one single point where you see the only way forward. Then doing it is another issue entirely! I am sure you've seen this one too - another tear-jerker. It's good to cry during these times.
There is a 9/11 version of this somewhere that about killed me...
~~~8>
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together...
(Author unknown)
In Reply to: The Little Dog Angel posted by Jim H. [1595.2562] on July 08, 2006 at 10:39:03:
i haven't owned a dog yet but i have always felt a close affinity, having known dogs throughout my childhood owned by my relatives and such.
i am sorry for your loss. you obviously provided much love to your dog and that's now etched in the memories of this universe. totally indestructable.
In Reply to: The Little Dog Angel posted by Jim H. [1595.2562] on July 08, 2006 at 10:39:03:
I knew I shouldn't have read the poem. Tears are streaming down my cheeks in much the same way they do when I read "Rainbow Bridge".
I'm sorry to hear about your little dog Jim H., but I don't like to think of him sitting alone. What a touching, heart wrenching poem.
In Reply to: The Little Dog Angel posted by Jim H. [1595.2562] on July 08, 2006 at 10:39:03:
Thanks, Jim.
I needed my tear ducts flushed out!
Walt
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