Quick wheres the tissues
I have read that before and I truely believe in these things, that there is such a place where our pets go and watch over us. It always makes me cry when i read it, and always reminds me of just how much I still miss my beloved Pippa (Poodle PTS 1998 aged 16)
I also find comfort from this poem
DO NOT STAND AT MY GRAVE AND WEEP.
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not Sleep.
I am a thousands winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints of snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush;
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there,
I did not die.
(Author unknown)
Hope you find some peace and comfort xxxx