My sweet boy is home… I brought him home today.. and I can honestly say that I feel complete again. Just knowing that he is back in the house with us is a relief… a comfort.. and yet can be so painful sometimes looking at that box….
Yes.. I cried like a baby again when I picked him up… I sat in the car hugging his cedar box to my chest.. loving him up again… talking to him out loud…telling him that I miss him so much.. and I will always love him.
Yea.. call me crazy dog lady.. I don’t care.. no one understands except you guys and gals here.. and of course other crazy dog lady’s. lol
But he’s home… where he belongs. I got his paw print done too. It turned out very well.. I was very pleased. I even cried a little harder when I noticed that there was some of his hairs in the clay… That was an extra little bonus I think!!
Funny things have happened over the last week.. My sweetie swears he heard the “thump, thump, thump” of him coming down the ramp in to the bedroom while were were sleeping… He swears he heard it… and I am positive that he probably did. It all depends on what you believe in.. and I believe in many things that people close their minds to. I believe in spirits, ghosts, afterlife, whatever you want to call it. I’ve had experiences that have confirmed my beliefs. And that is ok if people don’t believe. We believe in Rainbow Bridge… so why wouldn’t we believe in other things too?
Needless to say.. I know this guy is here to visit sometimes… yea… call me crazy dog lady… I don’t care. lol
Thursday night I went to bed after my sweetie and he was just a snoring… lol.. I nudged up to him to get him to roll over and he said, in his sleep, “Hey Mr. Magoo.” That’s what he called my handsome guy… It just made me smile and I hoped that my guy was having some great dreams with Mr. Magoo.
Overall.. it’s been a bit of an emotional day, but it has been good for the heart and soul. The pictures shows My Frank’n’farter’s paw prints that I did the day he ran for the bridge. I made 3 sets… of all three paws. Now I am going to draw his picture on them and paint them…
bark atcha later