UNEX Tales from the rainbow bridge – evidence of our pets in the afterlife

[summerthyme]

I'm so sorry. Praying that Moses once again pulls through and you get a precious gift of at least a little more time with him.

We had to put Red down last week... she was blessed with 6 months more time (literally 6 months from the day we dug her grave back in March, and at the last minute I listened to that little Voice and decided to try Kratom for her pain) Right up until her last day, she was active, eating and drinking and clearly enjoying life, but when she refused to take her pain meds in liverwurst (that she'd been begging for every day until then) I knew it was time.

And I held her and told her to find Lucky, and we'd be along to be with them both (along with a few other four legged family members) in due time.

The strangest thing happened a few days later. I was chatting on the phone with my daughter, moving aroubd doing little chores as is my habit, when a dog scratched on the kitchen door. I automatically walked over to let them in (I always say i should list my occupation as "dog butler"!) but when I opened the door, no one was on the step. I called Dixie (she has only recently started scratching at the door to be let in, something she apparently learned from Red.. until this summer, Dixie always barked when she wanted in), thinking she had gotten distracted in the few seconds it took me to get to the door... and she came from *behind me*... both she and Prince were in the house!

I've got to say... the hair on my neck stood straight up.

After we lost Lucky so tragically young, I'd occasionally hear his nails walk across the floor, and then the unmistakable sound of a dog settling down to sleep with a sigh just outside our bedroom door.

I dont think they ever leave us... some of them, at least, seem to stay close, still guarding us until we're finally free to join them.

Summerthyme

 

[Raggedyman]

thank you summer - I had been following your thread on Red and was aware of her progress, the Kratom and her recent passing. I'm sorry that you lost her and I regret and apologize for not sending you a PM. thank you for sharing the story of her return.

the purpose of this thread has ALWAYS BEEN to give hope and comfort in the midst of the unbearable anguish we feel when they leave us. sharing as you did here DOES exactly that.
RM

 

[Flashyzipp]

This will sound crazy and I have never shared this. 7 years ago, I lost my heart dog Trixie. I was heart broken. Trixie was only 6 years old. A week later, my daughter took me to look at puppy mill rescues. We adopted a poodle mix who is my profile picture. Her name is Bailey. She immediately did everything in her power to make me laugh and she had all of the same exact behaviors Trixie had. Bailey was 6 months old when we adopted her so she couldn’t be Trixie reincarnated couldn’t she? At one point shortly after I got her I even called her Trixie and she cake leaping to me and laid in my arms. She has been the sweetest dog ever, just like Trixie was.

 

[Flashyzipp]

I do have another story also. I had a cat once I was close to. He was mainly an outside cat. He also died 7 years ago. I was 40 minutes away at a friend’s home and saw him walk in front of her sliding glass door like he used to do at my house. Her yard was fenced in. I asked if she ever saw cats outside and she told me no, never.

 

[Raggedyman]

zipp-
thanks for sharing these - have you ever seen the movies a dogs purpose and a dogs journey? if not I highly recommend them - along with a few cases of Kleenex . . .

 

[Texican]

zipp-
thanks for sharing these - have you ever seen the movies a dogs purpose and a dogs journey? if not I highly recommend them - along with a few cases of Kleenex . . .

While watching the end of "A Dogs Purpose", I refreshed Time Bomb2000 Forum and Tales from the Rainbow Bridge was there.

Coincidence happen for they are ordained to happen.

Our furr friends will be there when we cross the Rainbow Bridge and with the love that we remember.

God bless all and our furr friends that we have now and the ones that have passed over the Rainbow Bridge.

Texican....

 

[evenso]

If the movies "A Dog's Purpose" and "A Dog's Journey" spoke to you, you must also see "The Art of Racing in the Rain." As always, a box of Kleenex is required and soaring joy is promised when it's over. The last scene is a breath taker!

 

[Dennis Olson]

Whatever you do, DON’T watch “Eight Below.”

 

[Texican]

Whatever you do, DON’T watch “Eight Below.”

Watched Eight Below years ago and it is moving....

Texican....

 

[Texican]

If the movies "A Dog's Purpose" and "A Dog's Journey" spoke to you, you must also see "The Art of Racing in the Rain." As always, a box of Kleenex is required and soaring joy is promised when it's over. The last scene is a breath taker!

Have not seen The Art of Racing in the Rain, will have to hunt and watch it....

Based on the best-selling novel by Garth Stein, The Art of Racing in the Rain is a heartwarming tale narrated by a witty and philosophical dog named Enzo (voiced by Kevin Costner). Through his unique insight into the human condition, Enzo helps his owners — racecar driver Denny Swift (Milo Ventimiglia), his wife Eve (Amanda Seyfried) and daughter Zoe — navigate life with a refreshing perspective on friendship, family and unconditional love.

Texican....

 

[L.A.B.]

I put down and laid to rest my 20 year old short haired black male ‘Ty’ (short for Tyrant) of 20 years mid-January this year. His last five years was full of interaction between my wife allergic to him, myself, and all the outdoor wildlife of roaming Cats, Coons, Possums, Skunk, Coyotes, and this crazy squirrel that would climb onto his Cedar Sided modified cat carrier Kitty-Condo I built him for year round use on the sliding glass door patio area.

I’d get home at 00:dark-30 and he would force himself awake to greet me and interact before I turned in to grab a shower.

This last couple months I dreamed of him twice. Probably because of the neighbors losing their cats to the coyotes around here, and possible due to my wife reaching out to those cats with food as they would come to the glass doors to visit and linger.

Funny thing. When I first started this post while at work, my wife sent me a link to an article ‘Your Cat Has A Much Deeper Emotional Connection To You Than You Might Think.’ LOL! ‘I Know’ I Replied.

My wife learned to connect to pets again as an adult. She was allergic to cats her whole life and her last dog was 40+ years ago in Central America.

It’s been about 12 years or more since my friends studio cat had to be put down. Visiting the kitty-hospice was unusual. I never saw so many tubes in a cat, let alone a person. I still recall my friends cat content to just lay there and be stroked by friend. The cat weak and stuck in one place between life and death. Then my friend motions for me to enter the area from around the corner. “Ninja, look who’s here!” His cat raises to all fours, does the cats stretch, and almost forgets he hooked up to tubes. That was our last visit each of us in 3D form.

He was 10 years old. Within 24 hours I had a kinesthetic psi-Type experience. I felt three distinct taps on my shoulder, unlike any muscle twitch in depth and timing. I immediately got the impression it was my friends gym-kitty doing his version of I’m oK. Even the angle and surface area of contact felt like the pads of a cats paw.

 

[Raggedyman]

thanks LAB for sharing the experience . . .
I have a friend who lost a beloved blue heeler - it was a crushing experience for him. they are wonderful people but they are not people of faith. I wanted so badly to share this thread with them - in particular with him but it was difficult for him. I was greatly saddened by that - becasue I could not give him - share with him the HOPE that I had found.

the MOST IMPORTANT THING about this thread is that it can be a COMFORT to others - it gives them hope - that's the reason for its existence.

 

[Chance]

I'm so sorry. Praying that Moses once again pulls through and you get a precious gift of at least a little more time with him.

We had to put Red down last week... she was blessed with 6 months more time (literally 6 months from the day we dug her grave back in March, and at the last minute I listened to that little Voice and decided to try Kratom for her pain) Right up until her last day, she was active, eating and drinking and clearly enjoying life, but when she refused to take her pain meds in liverwurst (that she'd been begging for every day until then) I knew it was time.

And I held her and told her to find Lucky, and we'd be along to be with them both (along with a few other four legged family members) in due time.

The strangest thing happened a few days later. I was chatting on the phone with my daughter, moving aroubd doing little chores as is my habit, when a dog scratched on the kitchen door. I automatically walked over to let them in (I always say i should list my occupation as "dog butler"!) but when I opened the door, no one was on the step. I called Dixie (she has only recently started scratching at the door to be let in, something she apparently learned from Red.. until this summer, Dixie always barked when she wanted in), thinking she had gotten distracted in the few seconds it took me to get to the door... and she came from *behind me*... both she and Prince were in the house!

I've got to say... the hair on my neck stood straight up.

After we lost Lucky so tragically young, I'd occasionally hear his nails walk across the floor, and then the unmistakable sound of a dog settling down to sleep with a sigh just outside our bedroom door.

I dont think they ever leave us... some of them, at least, seem to stay close, still guarding us until we're finally free to join them.

Summerthyme

Summerthyme. Sorry to hear about Red.

"Gone, but..." .....not gone.

The 'scratching on the door' was what happened when Phantom came back. He'd been gone for two years. Heard the scratching at the back door and I looked out the window, and there was a black German Shepherd Dog standing on the step, so I let him in the bedroom with me - I thought it was Darkota my other black German Shepherd Dog - but when I needed to exit the bedroom and go down the hall - there was Darkota coming towards me from the entry way!

"The hair on my neck stood straight up." Yep. Know the feeling.

Thank you for sharing all of this.

And I like what you wrote: '...until we're finally free to join them.'

Amen!!!!!

Chance

 

[Seeker22]

Have not seen The Art of Racing in the Rain, will have to hunt and watch it....

Based on the best-selling novel by Garth Stein, The Art of Racing in the Rain is a heartwarming tale narrated by a witty and philosophical dog named Enzo (voiced by Kevin Costner). Through his unique insight into the human condition, Enzo helps his owners — racecar driver Denny Swift (Milo Ventimiglia), his wife Eve (Amanda Seyfried) and daughter Zoe — navigate life with a refreshing perspective on friendship, family and unconditional love.

Texican....

This is my second favorite dog book, the first being "Big Red" by Jim Kjelgaard. His sequel to that was pretty good, too.

I can't believe they made a movie out of Racing and I didn't even know. Yes, I DO live under a rock- a Limestone one surrounded by lots of Cedar and Live Oak. Putters off to Ebay to order a movie...

Summer, I too send condolences for your beloved Red. Only a little time and you will be together again.

This past year with getting Mo and Lali integrated into the Pack, it is obvious to me that they are really blood related to the rest. There are many behaviors and quirks and favorite foods that the ones who have Passed had and now those things are very apparent in Mo and his daughter, Lali. I don't need a DNA test, it is so obvious!

I too have visitations but the hair on the back of my neck doesn't stand up in a scary way, only letting me know that Spirit is here with me and not Physical.

And Dottie's only surviving son, who stopped singing when She passed, has started it again. And Mo and Lali, who only ever bark- have joined their Great Uncle in song. I have missed that so. I had rather listen to a forty second Catahoula song than anything I could get from one of my grand organs. I play a song; they sing a symphony. That is Love heard with the ears.

 

[summerthyme]

Chance, that's wild!

Gotta ask... so, what happened to the "other" black GS you let into the bedroom with you?

Summerthyme

 

[Seeker22]

About six months after Mo came to be with us, he started something I call Four Paw Reverse.

There is a narrow walkway between the kitchen and the dining room and the easiest way to get through that space is backwards. My big male Houla used to do that and he has been gone for four years.

One day, I reached for a treat and Mo was standing, looking up at me with that, "Please, please, let that one be mine!!!" look and I laughed and started walking to the dining room. Mo had never seen this done by any of my pups and the only one who ever did it was gone by the time Mo came.

Mo has a swish in his hips and a little dance to it that the other boy would have gotten if we had stayed any longer in that house. This is so obviously genetic and it makes me smile every time he does it. It is like having my dear boy back again. None of Dottie's pups have ever done this. It skipped generations.

Or, as I like to think, it is my boy come back and showing me that he is still here with me by doing something which was his alone.

 

[Chance]

Chance, that's wild!

Gotta ask... so, what happened to the "other" black GS you let into the bedroom with you?

Summerthyme

Hi Summerthyme - the dog disappeared. When I re-entered the room, I knew he was gone.

Here's the whole story - posted right here on Raggedyman's thread Scroll down a bit.

http://www.timebomb2000.com/vb/show...6-evidence-of-our-pets-in-the-afterlife/page4

 

[SAR01]

I will have to read to catch up on this thread.... but I promised RM I;d add some to it. I just posted these today on Chances' thread .... but they really belong here.

so many times I wanted to find this thread and add and add and add....
so many of us have had PROOF life goes on after the body ceases.

so many do not believe our pets survive, also, I wish to sound off about there is NO DOUBT at all that they infact do!..

many times after having to decide that the time to help a beloved pet cross the rainbow bridge had come, I would be visited by them as if they came back to comfort my heart, (I hate making that descision!, is it too soon, is it passed time..?) once I acknowledged I saw them called their earthly name, told them how much I loved them, I usually did not see them again. and there would be peaice in my heart.

BUT.......
there have been a few, that were so deeply embedded into my being, I still can not speak of them with out tears and a crushing pain of loss......

these are the ones I wish to share.
My Quinn... I called her my mightly Quinn... was not a cat... she could not possibly be a cat... she was a little old lady in a cat suit. I could write all day on her and the antics and the love we shared. and the last 4 yrs when the vets could not figure out what was happening, I allowed her (ONLY her) in the bed room. we had a nightly ritual, I;d do the bathroom stuff, brush my teeth ect... and crawl into bed with her sitting on the bookcase at the end of the bed.... I put it there so she could look out the window during the day. once I was settled in, she'd come up my body scoot under the covers, turn around so she could face me and sleep there till I;d get up.

the day she passed.... she woke me frantic.... I got up and she had sprayed blood everywhere.... as if her whole body turn to water she passed very quickly.
there was no warning, no preparation... and I was left with her blood splattered everywhere. Dan took her and I put myself in "clean the mess mode".... but eventually I absolutely fell apart and collasped from heart ache.

2days later, I had just settled in the bed and I felt the familar jump onto me, walk up my body and the covers actually lifted, as I felt her go down and turn to face me....I was FULLY awake and said QUINN I love you so much but you can go now.... in my heart she said, I will meet you later......and I have not felt that pressure on my bed but once more ..the night Dan died....she knew I needed comfort.

 

[SAR01]

I beleive I shared this before... but 3 days before Dan passed, I was in the kitchen at the breakfast bar getting his meds ready... I SAW 3 little kittens walk THROUGH the dining room windows (that were closed, it was Jan 3) and they had their tails up over their backs as cats will do when they are happy.... I watched them enter the room where his hospital bed was.. I was thinking to myself WOW! I just saw spirit kittens... but here is the point I want to make... Dottie, (now passed, also) was sitting infront of the fireplace in the kitchen, and SHE was watching them parade by! so I saw them, and Dottie saw them!

 

[SAR01]

I will briefly tell about my horse cause the anniversary is coming up and I still miss him so.....he has come to me so many times that there is no doubt in my mind there is a meadow "over there" and we will be so blessed when we see them again!

but I will find some of the dream visits and share soon

 

[Doat]

Afterlife? How about reliving our exact same lives in another dimension over and over like a old 8 track.

 

[SAR01]

******on Oct 28 2014 I made the hardest by far descision I hope to evewr have to make....I had my horse euthanized for his own safety and dignity I am weeping just explaining this.. the pain is still so damn deep.....he and I shared at least 2 life times I can vividly recall.....*********


October 30th, 2016, 1:58 pm #1


Last night my horse came to see me, and it has been 2 yrs now since he
left this plane, and last night he was beautiful, in perfect condition
and he shimmered!
the first time he came to me, he was thin and confused and scared,the second time he was in better shape but still seemed confused, the other times he came he look great, healthy again, and filled out and just like he was checking on me...
but last night was different.....


...I was so thrilled to see him, I wanted to smell
him, but he did not (could not) get close to me like in the other
dreams....

I tried to follow him, and all of a sudden there were 2 snakes, a
long thin one and a big fat constrictor (was short) but the most
vibrant blue and white colors, he shimmered too.

"Stop, go no further..."

upon awakening, I understood he moved up to where he should be over there, I was no longer holding him here with my grief.


the
only thing that would stop me from running after him would be snakes,
and they too shimmered, so I knew they were from higher realms over
there...

and the message was clear, I can not go past a certain place
over there, until it is my time, so looks like I still have things to
do...

I felt that was the last visit he'd be able to make until I cross
the bridge.

 

[SAR01]

May 4th, 2017, 10:08 pm #1

Dream/Visit Closure 5-4-17

I wanted to get this down so I do not forget it.

I was sleeping deeply and then realized I was in a dream, a lucid dream,
and I thought, this is interesting.. then I felt panic, and I was
looking for something..in the dream I knew what I was upset about, but
not in my conscious mind.

I saw a barren pasture, and a large animal covered in dust or mud,
struggling so hard, and I could make out cries of pain, my heart was
pounding cause I had to help it. as I got closer .. it was my horse..

that I had to euthanize 10-28-14. I had choose to end it humanly as he
was having trouble getting up, and with winter coming the vet encouraged
me to re consider doing this one last act of love for him.


I was to put
him down 2 yrs prior, but he just never gave me the "look" that all
animal lovers know when their fur kid gives them the "look" that says "I
am done, I am tired, I will love you and wait for you over there."

I had extended his life for 2 years with more love and treats and
comfort then any horse could have.

So, as I got close enough to see it was my beloved horse, with my
painful scream of recognition that he was suffering, he got up in a
cloud of dust, and he was shiny, new, filled out and perfect!..

he came
up to me with his head on my chest as he always did, and then looked
into my eyes and said,

"today, was my day to die, and I would have suffered so much in the last
3 years, I needed you to know how it would have ended for me, and how
much I love you for loving me enough to not let me go through these last
3 years.

He wrapped his neck around me to pull me in for a hug as he used to do,
and I woke.. and felt such a weight lifted off my heart.

I needed to write this and will share with those that might find comfort
when they, too, have to love their pets....enough.

 

[SAR01]

10-28-17
I was prepared to be sad today, the predicted cold rain came overnight and I prayed for calm and strength to get through today....has it really been 3 yrs since my Sweet Potato Pie Galloped with no pain, no ails across that Rainbow Bridge? it seems like yesterday that I snuggled into his long mane and breathed in his essence. Maybe because not a day goes by that he is not right there in my heart, still.....

But as I slumbered, a beautiful thing happened and touched my heart as I slowly regained my awake-ness. The state between deep slumber and full alertness.

I was struck by the beauty that surrounded me and thought to myself, ...this is lovely, the brilliant fall colors shimmered around me, and I glided along a clear path, thinking how I loved those fall trail rides when show season was done, and we could be just horse and rider, my big black steed and his lady, and my heart smiled... I looked back down from gazing at the stunning tree tops, and I was looking through a set of alert black ears, and his head was a- nodding and he was a -walking....hitting the perfect "lick" that beautiful sound I loved ...ticka-tocka-ticka tocka.....(that only a Tenn walker hittin a lick as they say could do)

I said "PRIDE!!!!.... how blessed am I that you came to see me today of all days...! I thought I was going to be heart broken all day!"


he turned his head like he used to do when questioning my judgement about moving forward, like ....is the river too deep...lol...and "thought" to me, "Of course I would be here today.... it is the anniversary of the day you LOVED me enough...".



I awoke fully a short while later, and still could smell him on my hands... I smiled and held that surreal feeling for several minutes before starting my morning prayers.


I am so so blessed.....

 

[SAR01]

Doat! no way would I want to live this life over.

 

[psychgirl]

Thank you so so much for these!

I have one that just happened this past August. It’ll take me a minute to get it together to write about it though.

 

[Walrus Whisperer]

Long time ago, I had a gray cat, named Mati. Had had him for a long time. One nite I was almost asleep, (I only had him at the time) my cat had the charging around late nite cat crazies and was charging all over the house, jump on the bed and push off. With a waterbed at the time, it created waves so would keep one awake. A couple rounds of that & here he came again. Only this time it was another cat, a ghost cat and then here comes Mati chasing this other cat. I FELT the other cats bounds on the bed just much as I felt the real cat.

 

[SAR01]

had to put this here, just we nt to post on FB and this was first on my feed posted by our TIMBOs wife!!!!!

Gretchen Prevatt
is with
Doddie Amella
.
August 7 ·
Hi Mom,
Now that I’ve been across The Rainbow Bridge for a couple weeks, they said I should write a letter home.
Sorry, Mom but I’m so busy ‘across the bridge’ that I haven’t thought of home much. They said it’s okay and that you would understand. I hope you do. (I think you will.)
Remember that night when I wasn’t feeling very well and we were all crying?
I don’t remember much, but I do remember seeing and hearing all of you and feeling your touches and hugs…I remember hearing “we love you” and that one last command of “Go through”.
I didn’t know what you meant, so I turned around and walked through the fog that was in front of me.
I saw the biggest bridge I’ve ever seen! And so many friends on the other side of it!
They were all playing with toys and balls!
You were right to tell me to go there!
My feet kept moving forward, but my heart kept pulling me back.
Your touches became lighter and lighter and I wanted to come back and nudge your hands for more love, but I was overcome by this feeling of curiosity for the happy place over the bridge!
My feet started moving on their own, like a gentle breeze was moving them forward for me!
I can’t explain it, but I had no doubt that it was the right thing to do!
So, I walked across that big, huge bridge by myself!
I looked for you, because you’re always by my side, walking with me, but this was different.
I didn’t have a collar around my neck or a leash connecting me to you ~ I was ‘free’!
Even though you weren’t there with me, I never felt alone!
I actually felt like I had a huge cape of love wrapped around my body and the more I walked, the easier it was to breathe!
So, I kept walking!
And I would feel more warmth in the big hug, so I kept on walking!
I eventually made it over the big bridge – I did it by myself, mom. When I got here, all of my new friends greeted me and helped me walk off the bridge ~ it was so cool!
They gave me a pair of wings and said that I was now a Guardian Angel!
What I’ve learned over these past few weeks has been amazing and nothing like I’ve seen before!
We’re all the same up here ~ we all have wings and we all have Forever People to watch over ~ that’s YOU, mom !
You’re my Forever Person and I’m your Forever Dog!
We had such a great life together and I do miss you a LOT, but please know that I am so happy in my new home across The Bridge!
I’ll send you another Earth Angel so you won’t be alone.
Give them your whole heart, like you gave it to me.
I’ll check in every so often to make sure they treasure your love ~ I always did!
When you miss me, think of a rainbow and know I’m on the other side of it, waiting to walk with you again.
I’ll always be in your heart.
I love you, mom!
Time for me to go play.”
-Author Unknown

 

[Raggedyman]

​

 

[Flashyzipp]

I was never a cat person, I did not really like them much. We had two over the years who were good
cats, but I still didn’t like cats all that much. Then I found Elsa starving outside in the snow. I trapped her and tamed her. She was around 2 they think.
She became my buddy. She was great with my grandkids and when we trapped a feral kitten, she mothered him.

She was around 15 this past spring and got very sick. She had kidney failure. We had to have her put to sleep.
I was heart broken. A few days after she died, I begged her to give me a sign if she was still here. I fell asleep. In the morning, I was nudged hard on my face like she used to do, but hard enough to wake me up. I startled awake and told her thank you.
I now am fostering 7 cats in her memory. A Momma and 6 kittens. We decided to keep one and his name is Rocky. If it wasn’t for Elsa’s unconditional love and. companionship, I would not be fostering cats.

 

[ginnie6]

Bandit was my heart dog. We got him at a time when things were rough. He chose us. Oldest ds was about 4 I think and he and I went to look at pyr pups. I had my heart set on one. It was one of those picture worthy scenes seeing him sitting on the ground with a whole litter of fuzzballs loving on him. Then they all took off to play except for Bandit who turned around and went back to him and laid down. I knew then he was the one. Oh how we all loved that dog! We had almost three years with him. He was truly a gently giant. When we lost him we all cried for at least a week. Many times over the years I've heard him walk thru the house checking on us. And now Rufus has started coming up to me and sticking his head into the crook of my arm and sighing just like Bandit used to do.

 

[Catnip]

Well we know there are Horses in heaven so I imagine there are other animals as well.

Couple of scriptures mention Jesus and His army on white horses when He comes back.

This creation is a shadow of what is to come. Animals here then animals there as well.
I think everything living that God has created has a soul.

All of life is energy and energy never dies; only the physical covering dies.

 

[Catnip]

In 1 Cor 13:13 we find three things that "abide." Greek "meno." Remain. Everlasting. Eternal.

Faith
Hope
Love

So, let's rephrase the question. Will there be love in heaven? Yes, of course. Love is stronger than death. Love is eternal. Love abides. This truth is foundational to the very Being of God. So, yes, the God who gave us these animals here in Eden to love, and here in this fallen world to love, isn't going to change because some Pharisees have theories about dogs lacking a spirit.

All creation will be made new.

Heaven IS love.

 

[Catnip]

Kay Cee
there was a time in the early and mid 90's that Raggedyann and I fished the keys at every possible opportunity. We kept a boat in Marathon and we'd always rent the same house on the water just over Vaca Cut. On one particular occasion we were there for about two weeks. every time we'd come in with fish, this little grey and white short haired tuxedo would show up to beg - and I'd toss him some dolphin cheeks. He became a regular at the cleaning table. After dinner he'd stick around for margaritas on the dock and then - despite the presence of Teddie our Rott/Belgian Malinois mix – he'd cry to come in the house with us, but we'd never let him in.

because we were worried he was going to get hit, we asked all the neighbors if they knew who owned the little guy, but no one knew and nobody claimed him. Eventually it became obvious he'd been abandoned or was lost. When ever we'd leave to go somewhere in the truck we'd return to find him sitting by the door, patiently waiting for our return – that was something he NEVER missed.

The last evening we were there, we went to have dinner with friends who lived on Summerland Key. On the way down, the conversation turned to whether or not we should bring the little guy home with us. when we returned – still undecided about taking him home - he wasn't at the door. We looked high and low for him, but he was nowhere to be found. we were convinced the worst had happened. just as we were about to give up, Raggedyann heard a tiny meow. it was coming from the roof. I got him down and brought him inside. it was obvious at that point that he'd adopted us. because he got along so well with Teddie (who already had three of her own kitties back home), we brought him back with us to Orlando.

We named him Kay Cee for "keys kitty" and he settled in. It was soon obvious that had an unusual habit. possibly because he'd been abandoned - or perhaps as a residual from waiting at the door for us in the keys - but when ever we returned from being out we'd find him sitting on the kitchen table, looking out the window, watching and waiting for us. He would always greet us at the door. Interestingly if we were gone for more than a couple of days, he'd sulk and avoid us. It was quite obvious that he was angry at being left behind.

Kay Cee lived a long life with us – well over 15 years - but eventually he left in April of 2007. on the way back from his last ride the discussion was that we'd saved him from what would have very likely been a short, hard life.

We hadn't been home more than half an hour from the vet. I was standing at the kitchen sink thinking about him, and all the pleasure he'd given us when I got the impression that I should turn around. There, sitting on the table in his usual spot, was Kay Cee. for several seconds he sat and looked at me with the biggest kat grin I had ever seen – and then - POP! He was gone.

The instant impression was that he'd come back to say "thanks, and by the way, I'm doing just fine" and "look I'm sitting here, waiting for you, just like I always have".

I've never dreamed about him and he's never visited again but that memory is as crystal clear today as it was 10 plus years ago in 2007. I have a pretty strong feeling Kay Cee will be one of those I'll see when I hit that far side bank.

Great story, and proof that our animals choose us to be their human. When they are adamant, like your Kay Cee, you know that's exactly what they want and they don't give up until you give in and accept them. That's what love is all about.

 

[Catnip]

I guess it's my turn to say I was never a cat person but a year or two after moving to a new apartment, every time I pulled into the driveway there were 2 or 3 cats on the garbage bin. I'd attempt to shoo them away but when I did, one cat turned to look at me and it was as though and invisible window shot down between me and the cats. I could not shoo her away.

A few days later, I opened my door and there she stood. I had just finished eating dinner and was going to sit outside for a while. I thought the cat was looking for a meal so I told it what I'd had for dinner (rigatoni) and that I'd fix it a plate. I cut up the rigatoni quite small, and gave it to the cat, along with a bowl of water. I sat there and watched that cat eat all of that rigatoni, take a drink, then come to sit at my feet and look at me as if to say think you.

I got up to go inside and told the cat that if it needed a place to sleep, it could sleep in the chair I just vacated. Well, lo and behold, the following morning I looked out the window and there was that cat, sound asleep in my chair. Long story short, she moved right in and stayed with me for 15 years. We slept back to back every night, until she got into a fight with a racoon and was so badly bitten in her mouth that I had to put her down. That was the worst thing I've ever done.

Sam came to visit a couple of times. Once I sat on the bed and I didn't know she was lying there (I couldn't see her, obviously) and I sat on her. I jumped up and apologized. That was the only time I literally felt her presence, though I've emotionally felt her presence numerous times.

It's 15 years now that she's been gone but I still miss her. She was one heck of a cat. We could communicate mentally. I'd ask a question mentally and she'd answer it mentally. She did everything I asked of her from scratching the door to go in or out, to not catching birds, which she forgot a couple of times. She never killed the birds and I was always able to let them go.

I will miss that cat until we meet again. She was the best companion I've ever had.

 

[Raggedyman]

after we lost Moses (10.2.19) it was very difficult - particularly for me. we'd had good friends on the other side of the mountain who'd had similar experiences with the passing of beloved animals and their return. as with we Raggedies, it was he rather than she who was the "experiencer" . . . although he and I had spoken briefly about those "visits" before they moved to the Crossville, TN area, no real significant details were ever shared.

He knew Moses and how much Mosie had been to me. when I sent him word of Moses crossing, and his immediate initial return visit, this is what he wrote . . .

"It's so hard, losing a big part of your life. They give all and ask nothing in return. As for believing - with kathy and I, we know without a doubt. So many things have happened to us. They have come back to say thank you, and done so on numerous occasions. This may sound crazy. We went to 3 different psychic readers who only knew our first names and nothing else. appointments made from burner phone so know one would know names address ect.

One described a red bone hound that had just passed away that was Kathy's dog following her in the door. Another described us going through the light with an angelic being and coming out on the other side and a massive amount of animals running towards us to greet and love on us (this person described dog's, cats, goats , a duck, in detail) . I COULD understand guessing, dog's and cat's - but goats and a pet duck?

The third described 4 dog's that were around us in his office at that time and in great detail - by breed and coloration- and what they were saying about us. We ALL have this ability but we don't hone in on it. I truly believe we will all see our loved ones again. And whether it be animals or humans, if they brought you love or guidance, I believe with my whole soul they will meet us over there. we'll talk more some time soon."

that from my old friend - one who has the eyes to see and the heart to understand. kind and reassuring words. I've shared them here because of the detail it provides - anecdotal "proof" as it were - and therefore the HOPE and ENCOURAGEMENT that we who love them so much, both need and appreciate when that inevitable day arrives. THOSE are the primary reason for the existence of BOTH this thread and Chance's thread here: UNEX - Tales of People Crossing Over - Evidence of Our Friends/Family in the After Life . . . that HOPE and ENCOURAGEMENT are the reasons we encourage others to share their experiences here. all we ask is that the "rules" for posting to them are followed - one is for PEOPLE and one is for PETS . . . there are a few other "requirements" which can be found in the opening post of EACH of these threads. those are summarized in the following snip from Chance's excellent thread:

"As a parallel to Raggedy's thread this is for people to share experiences they have had with family/friends that have passed. Direct experience, a family member's experience, a family doctor's experience - first hand, second hand, from someone you trust - stories you feel comfortable in sharing here. We know these stories can be painful and are personal. We appreciate this and thank you for what you wish to add here.

I know there are many NDE stories out there, and I have had two family members with their own NDEs - if you wish to add those, please do. I may add my family stories also.

I am a Christian and believe in Heaven and Hell, but this is not a thread 'about religious beliefs' it's about true experiences as best as can be written about and shared. This thread is also in UNEXPLAINED and not RELIGION."

these threads contain a great many amazing, fascinating, heart warming, hope-giving stories which many have shared concerning their beloved pets and family members who have crossed as well as what happened to them at death or after death. If you haven't visited Chance's thread - it's well worth the look.

if you have something to contribute we encourage you to do so . . . our only request is that you abide by the posted requirements - pets go here - people go over there . . . direct personal experience, a family member's experience, a family doctor's experience - first hand, second hand, from a trusted source.

one last thing - Moses has been back several times. I have yet to write those up, but have promised several here that I would do so - and I will shortly. Moses was just shy of 10 YEARS old when he left us. there were certain reasons he was so close to me. this past July - just a few days shy of 10 MONTHS after Mosie left - we adopted a rescue named "Bear". here's a small bit of that: https://www.timebomb2000.com/xf/index.php?threads/raggedies-rescued-a-pup-yesterday.580112/#post-7904196

Bear is a Rott/Dobie mix. he came to us in a very unusual way . . . I think after you read the circumstances, you might even agree that he was SENT . . . as I believe. those details are NOT included in the above - but as with Moses visits, I will also write them up. I ask your patience - I'm recovering from some hand surgery 2 days ago and I want to provide the detail these things deserve. pecking with one finger sux biggly.

Chance recently sent this to me . . .
"I don't believe in coincidences! We know people and animals leave this world for their real true life. No aging, decaying, diseased body. Its how they are suppose to be...before the world fell to sin. I think people miss things or blow them off...and a few have an 'open line'! You clearly have the open line.

Thanks for sharing ....its not death....its life."

be blessed
RM

 

[SAR01]

I shared not long ago that my friend let me know she had to put down Dan's horse (she took him when Dan was sick).... so all our "heart" horses are now over there.....

2 days ago I dreamed I was walking down an over grown meadow path and I was really watching out for snakes... (As i would in real life.).. I saw an old barn like you'd see on a calender.. a barn with real character.... I approached the barn and it looked empty, I have always believed you should never just walk into someone's barn and you should never LOCK a barn with livestock in it for safety reasons... any way I heard something and peeked in through the cracks.... there were 3 beautiful stalls and my 3 boys were in them and happy and fat and sassy! I rushed in and hugged each one and was so happy to see them and that they were young and healthy... I knew Dan was close but couldn;t see him.... he brought them to my dream so I could see he had them and they were all just fine.... as I woke I was still smiling.... and I could smell them and the hay.....

 

[pinkelsteinsmom]

They say losing a loved one can damage the heart. My heart at this late date is barely beating, I know your grief all to well. Hope this brings it all in to focus. I lost a cat a month ago, not just a cat but a very special cat. I cry at night calling her.....then early morning I was in a half waking sleep place and I SAW HER, she was no longer old or blind, she was playing with a toy with great joy. I got up with a smile on my face for I knew it was a visitation, she heard my cries.

 

[pinkelsteinsmom]

Do you ever wonder if when you die will you remember your family or pets?

My dad loved a black stray cat that he allowed to sleep on the end of his bed at night. When he died, I took his cat with me from Texas to Wa State. I lived in a small house on a the busy road up from Snoqualmie falls. I had built a nice big covered cat cage on the back deck overlooking the river. I put my cats in that cage at night and since they all seemed to get along for the last couple of months, I put Dad's cat in that cage one night with the others.

Around 5am my land line rung. I answered it in a very sleepy voice and heard my Fathers voice say, K aay, My southern dad always pronounced my name, Kay, with two syllables. I knew instantly it was my Father who died 3 months earlier. My mind raced to what I could quickly ask regarding the other side but he went on with, ''don't you ever never ever put my cat in that cage with your cats" and he was gone.

Stunned, I turned over and looked out the slider to the deck and cage. Dads cat was sitting ON TOP of that cage and there is no way she could have got there unless he let her out, my cats were in the cage and the door was locked.

Two weeks later on his birthday as I sat early drinking my coffee, I saw her walking up the center line of the road into an oncoming log truck. She never altered her gate or direction and didn't even try to avoid the truck. Dad got what he wanted for his birthday and led her to the portal to be with him always.

 

[TCPatriot]

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