This is Heaven/You Have it on Earth Too

 

 Dear Folks,

I love you guys.

I know it is hard on earth, but, you guys, remember, you are there for a reason.

Doggies come to beam light. They come to shepherd and take care of too. 

People forget that's their reason as well.

I will keep reminding you.

Light means to shine light into darkness, to bring goodness.

That's my job.

Dogs like jobs. 

Momma said my reason in life was to love and be loved.

That's still true.  

And I'm still me.

I can run faster now though. And I feel the wind blowing through my curls. I'm still the color of an apricot. I play with my friends. I watch over you. It doesn't hurt to be brushed--you know poodles have trouble with tangles, but they have a special brush here, no pull, no tangle, and some days I want to look pretty.

Yesterday I wanted to play in  mud--with Bear. Bear is a Newfoundland, a water puppy, only he's big. On earth I didn't want to get wet. Now, I know that sometimes Momma wanted me to look pretty too. 

And you know we dogs like to roll in stuff that smells bad to humans. I don't know why they scrunch up their noses, and go "Yunk!" We are connoisseurs of smells. 

That's how we can track and find water and food. Connoisseurs, that's a big word.

Zeus taught me that word. He's a hunk--a Standard Poodle. And from Paris, can you believe it?!

He makes my heart go pitter patter.

Want a lesson on getting happy?

Chase lizards--don't catch them though. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Momma, remember the day I died?

Your lap was my cradle. Your arms held me. Your hands stroked me. You talked to me. We sat on the front steps in sunshine, warm, soothing. I love you, Momma. That day and always.

We were buddies, friends, family, tribe, pack, mother and child.  I was your fur baby. You were my charge.  I looked out for you. Still do.

My body failed me, but my spirit—Oh, Momma, you wouldn’t believe it. Nobody does until they come here. 

You breathed with me that day—one, two, three, four, and then you would stop and hold your breath. 

Soon, I stopped breathing. 

But Momma, you know what happened next?! 

Bear came running up to me, tail wagging, exuberant. Cat Zoom Zoom zoomed past. Yep, we have cats too, horses, all animals. Bear introduced me to dogs that called you momma. Silver, Licorice, Gabe, it was beautiful, Momma. Bright colors, green hills. We run, run, run. I hear soft barking, snapping air, smells—ah you know how dogs like to smell. It was a smell feast.  

I sent Sweetpea to you. Here she is having a puppucino from 
Dutch Bros.

I found Zeke. Sweet dogs to love. Bear came to sister about the same time I came to you. He is my big brother. Found heaven three weeks before me. Sister, your daughter, called from Medford, Oregon,” Mom, I found the dog for you.” That was me. We had a good time, didn’t we?

I followed you from day one. Wasn’t I cute? An apricot fur ball. I’m gone from you, but I’m here—a breath away. Don’t hurry to join me. Finish your time on earth.  Don’t worry about getting it all done, you can’t. Just do what you can. I’m here waiting for you. It will only take a minute for me, like waiting in the car while you shop. I knew you would be right back, so I took a nap.

I can’t sit here yapping all day; I have work to do. See ya later, Momma, be happy.

I, Peaches, am a happy dog.

  

 I'm there, you can hardly see me beside Bear--walking the Green Trail of Bliss with Do and Ra. Yep, Bear and I rode in a carrier to get there--not fun, but Hawaii was. Kinda looks like where I am now.

  

I'm in Heaven

I haven't blogged for awhile, but I see that you earth people have been checking in. I intended to write--dictate, whatever I am doing here. I really did, but I've been having so much fun with Silver, and Gabe and Jewell, Momma's other dogs, that time slipped away.

Time is a no-thing here. 

It seems like only a second ago, Momma, that I was in your arms, and it will only be a second for me--longer for you--until I lick your face again.

What fun we will have. And you won't have to give me intravenous fluids daily as you did on earth.

I'm well, happy, and running like a year-old pup.

I'm not rushing you to leave your earthly existence, mind you, just telling you that heaven is heaven, and not to worry, and that life is indeed eternal.

I know. 

I'm here.
Love,
Peaches

"A miracle is a shift from fear to love." A quote from a friend Marianne Williamson

P.S. I'm watching over Sweetpea for you.

I see her in the yard.