Going to the doctor can be scary. Vets they call them. But I wasn’t scared.
Mom held me really close. I felt her heart beating next to mine. That took away all the scaries.
Mom told me that all I had to do was cross over the rainbow bridge. That if I looked I could see Daisy, my angel, waiting for me. And I could see Paco, my protector, and all the other furry kids waiting for me.
I did look. And I saw Daisy and Paco. And I could even see Sophie, my little Yorkie sister. She said she forgives me for taking her body from her. That was a long time ago. That was when I lived with Mommy Kim and Daddy Ron. I was a lot younger then.
Now I’m older. And I’m sick. I can’t get well. That’s why we’re at the vets. I don’t want to leave Mom. She told me she’ll be okay. She’ll miss me. But she’ll be okay.
I feel her heart beat. It feels like my heart beat. I’m getting so sleepy. I’m glad Mom’s holding me.
Oh look! It’s so bright. Look at all the colors. It’s so beautiful. Oh, there’s Daisy. And Paco. And Sophie. And so many other doggies to play with. This is going to be so much fun.
Thank you Mom! Thank you Dr. Cole. I’m so free. I’m so free.
Mom Diana
Saying goodbye to our beloved 4-legged child is not easy. But we endure. We endure, and eventually thrive, for them as much as for ourselves. They watch us from doggy heaven to make sure we keep our promise that we will be okay. We will miss them, but we will be okay.
I want to stay in bed and pull the covers over my head. I don’t. I need to be present for each and every person in my life, family, friends, clients, viewers, all who count on me. I owe my full self to the people in my life, to my writing, and most of all to me. So, I get out of bed each morning and whisper, “I love you Piper, and I am okay.”
