The Book Of THoTH

My dog Billi passed away 3 days ago, she used to live on our farm with her sisiter kalu . A week ago I started seeing dogs which looked like her on the road I called after them calling them Billi Then I REMEBERED HER all of a sudden maybe 3-4 days back , as I have been readin Annumelas posts on animal communication I knew not to let such a feeling pass and I said hi to my kids I told them I loved them (in my heart) then I got a feeling that Billi had passed on and was happily playing with her sister. (I thought this was a result of all things Annu had writen about dogs staying with their mates even after having passed ) and these were just thoughts , one of the thousands of good n bad thoughts that pass through a persons mind . If I was that psychic a lot more people would be dead by now . Maybe I noticed their mother who lives with us a little sad , again I remembered dogs get sad when natural disasters are about to occur and in short they are quite senstive again I dismissed the thought. And yesterday they told me my Billi was gone I cried for a long time yet i told myself that death is just a passing That she was here with me . I asked her to come and heal me I started a dialogue with her . I dont know if any part of it was true and really happening but it was a big comforter I was actually smiling at the end.

I often worry how I will deal with my (house) dogs passing and I brush it away saying by that time I will be an expert in sensing her and communicating and will not miss her one bit. Billi has now sent me on the path to start learning what I always intented to. I keep repeating to myself she is here she is here. I have told her to bw with me always and to ensure the well being of her sister. Whenever tears start to flow I ask her to come and assist me and a feeling of calm comes over me.
Now she is with me , we will have long chats and even if most of it is make belief ,sometimes something real will filter in.
No goodbyes she's here with me!

Hi Mitzy,

Sorry about your loss, hope you feel better later after your grieving. Some people do not see the bond a pet and a carer create as both of you share companionship together.

I feel the same with my dog, he was like my own child...hardly a day we are apart. He will always show affection and his needy love. Always protective of us. At times I rather be home with my dog than out with friends. Or those days and weeks away I keep wondering about the time I'm losing because I know his life span is short. I always miss him so much...my puppy. He pass on to the other dimension 2 years ago.

At night while sleeping I feel a weight on spots he lies to sleeps around me or times I hear and smell him (or maybe it's just my sub-conscious). But it's the way of nature and life but love just keep going.

You know you love them; and they do love you; their lives are short; but forgetting is longer

take care MItzy

Mitz, aussi... your stories have really touched me very deeply. I am also one of those doggie people. My dogs really are surrogate children to me. My one dog is now 17 years old. He was always so energetic and playful. At 15 people still thought he was a young dog. But now he is very old. He has gone quite deaf and a bit blind and I can see he is often a bit confused. He's still happy though and not in any pain. But I know I am being prepared for the time when I will have to say goodbye to him. Each new realisation of his failing little body brings ma another round of mourning and grieving for when I will finally say goodbye. Now I VERY firmly believe that those that die are still available to us as spirit beings afterwards. It is my experience and I know it to be true. But you can's sit and cuddle a spirit being. You can't feel it nuzzle you and have it lick your hand in gratitude for a treat... you know? It's not the same. I will miss my dog desperately even if he is still around spiritually.

Aussi. I believe you DO sense your dog when you feel his presence. Annu isn't doing the animal chats anymore but if you read through her threads she has spoken to hundreds and hundreds of animals over the years and the info she gets back from them about their stories and their owners and so on... well... I think this comes as close to proof as we are likely to find that our animals to continue to live near us after death.

Mitz. While I was reading what you said I got a message for you. It just arrived and I don't know from where. You can take it or leave it as you see fit. It's this:


So that's what I get. I wish you the very best with this!

Hi folks... Love is love is love.! ... doesnt really matter who it is you are sending love to , so to lose them in 3D hurts a lot..

Big hugs to you both ,:hugz: i firmly believe if you focus enough you can make some sort of connection with them still.... or them to you .... love is an awesome energy.

Hi Mitzy,

So sorry for your loss. We love our pets as family. Know what you're going through.
Never did I think we'd love another pet so much, and here we are....... so in time I've learned that while we can't replace the exact pet friends, we can learn to love the next that come into our lives........ and it's just as special. The more friends in a life-time the better, I say. So may you have many more friends to add to Billie's memory of fond times spent together.

They are little angels for us, no doubt about it.

cruiser

Hi Mitzty
You must be hurting real bad just now, my condolences I know how you feel, it's not so long ago my Max passed on.
Time heals and a really nice dog has since come into my life and is presently squashing my foot!
Billi will be if I'm to be asked, in the summerland now, he'll return.
Why not use one of the many free website optoins out there to set up a memorial for billi, I did it for Max.
See here... Maxes Memorial site..
He too had a sympathetic thread here.

One last word of farewell, Dear Master and Mistress. Whenever you visit my grave, say to yourselves with regret but also with happiness in your hearts at the rememberance of my long happy life with you: "Here lies one who loved us and whom we loved." No matter how deep my sleep I shall hear you, and not all the power of death can keep my spirit from wagging a grateful tail.
---excerpt from "The Last Will and Testament of an Extremely Distinguished Dog," by Eugene O'Neill

I have posted this before. But this is for Mitzty. I know your pain. All who have read it before, please forgive me. I love dogs.

Let me tell you about a dog.
Being a full blooded Texan, I have very strong feelings about the importance of a child having a dog. A dog is truly man's best friend. Their devotion is unwavering. For a small child a dog is an invaluable friend who will sit and wait for you to come home from school, will sit with you and listen to your troubles, will lick your face when they instinctively feel that you need a face licking on account of you feeling bad or sad, will protect you from anyone or anything (even from Mom or Dad when they are trying to whip your butt), and is always ready to join you in your neighborhood adventures. Yes, of all the creatures created, a dog is the best. I have felt God instilled in the dog a touch of Christian ethics. They give freely of their love and ask for nothing in return. A dog's pleasure is derived from pleasing you. A dog's tail is the barometer of his feelings.
Anyway, my wife and I got our two girls a dog. We did not know when we picked out that little puppy from a litter of seven that we had by accident, picked a very special dog. The pup was a Dalmation and we later learned the pup was deaf. A vet suggested we put her to sleep. Well, that suggestion was rejected without a second thought. The biggest challenge we faced at the time was a name. We finnally settled on "Pepper" knowing full well she would never respond to it, being deaf. But a dog must have a name.
God, that dog came to love those girls. And they were devoted to her. The deafness was overcome by me and the girls teaching her sign language. We taught her to sit, lay down, roll over by pointing at her. The girls even taught her how to climb a step ladder. At night we taught her to come to the house from the backyard by turning on the porch light. When the light came on, Pepper came a running to see what we needed or for her food. I suspect it was more to see what we needed of her than for food.
We bought the girls a trampoline and Pepper would jump right up there with them and bounce as hard and high as they did. On sunny days Pepper would take her naps on the trampoline. I think she did that so she would know when the girls came home from school and played on the trampoline. She, after all, was deaf and learned to compensate for it.
I could tell you how Pepper saved our lives by warning us the house was on fire. Or how she pulled my youngest daughter out of the way of an oncoming car. Or how she killed a copperhead near the trampoline. But those things never happened. Pepper was simply a dog that brought joy into our lives. I am sure though that if our house had ever caugt fire Pepper would have saved us and if my youngest daughter needed pulling out of the way of a car, Pepper would have done that. And probably the reason she never killed a copperhead near the trampoline was because she patrolled the backyard fence with a dedicated vigilance that prevented any creature from crossing the fence. Pepper was a very smart dog.
Pepper got sick from heartworms. We had her treated and got rid of the heartworms but her heart was damaged. But Pepper did not know that. She continued to jump on the trampoline and come when we turned on the back porch light. She continued her daily patrol of the back yard. We even carried Pepper to a vet whose father was a medical doctor in another state. The young vet consulted with his father and together they put her on human heart medicine. Digitalis. He prescribed a special diet of cabbage, rice and ground meat. Pepper did better after that. Slowed down a little but refused to give up.
Pepper got sicker. The vet said no more could be done. I brought Pepper back home thinking she would pass away quietly in her sleep. I think she kept hanging on for the girls. She got worse but refused to give up. I hated so much to see her suffer but hated even more to have her put away. One day I decided I was being real selfish and stupid by allowing her to suffer. I picked her up and carried her to my van, lay her gently down in the back and she looked at me with those big brown eyes as if to say "Don't worry about it. I'm sort of tired right now and am really ready to go."
I drove those ten miles reluctantly. When we arrived at the vets to conclude the last chapter of her life, I went around to the back of the van to carry her in. She was gone. I will always believe Pepper's last act on this earth was to pass away quietly to save me the anguish and responsibility of having her put to sleep.
No, Pepper was not a heroine. She was. as described by most Texas dog lovers, a damn good dog.
Several years after pepper had died and the girls had grown up, I was taking pictures of my grandson in the backyard. The pictures had a strange, smoky mist around my grandson. I think Pepper had come back to play.

I truly believe that our furry companions never leave us. They are with us always.

Bubba that was a wonderful tail. I mean TALE. :-)

It really touched me. It is WONDERFUL to hear about other people that really GET dogs. That line about choosing the puppy and not knowing then what a special dog it was... that was beautiful. I get that. It's how I feel about my motley crew of furry children. How did I know when I fetched each of them that they'd turn out to be so amazing. Each in their own way the most perfect complement to the household and the most blessed addition to my life.

But anyway. I just wanted to say that was a wonderful story. A wonderful tribute to a "damn fine dog". And wonderfully told.

I'm not Texan but I will say that you, sir, are a damn fine human being.

I echo all of this , and was very touched by your damn fine dog not letting you have to make that decision.... I must admit to giggling about him using the trampoline tho' .....

Hugs being sent your way. Condolences on the loss of your loved one. I know how hard this is. Sending love and warmth your way.

Thank you all. It is a true story. Every single word of it. Rev and Dawn will confirm it. Pepper was their dog.

Thanks a lot for all your loving messages. Yes these beautiful creatures stay with us even after passing Auzziet. Thanks Zingdad for the great message.since birth I have a KNOWING that all this can be done (animal communication and much more) , along with that is a feeling I can do it (thats changed a lot now) and a hoping that it will happen to me one day( it has happened to some extent ) and a lazyness of not trying as hard as I should
Grat story Bubba

Hiya Mitzi,

I have only just received your PM about this yesterday, so I apologize for taking so long to post! Dearest! How sad you have lost Billi's furry body. But Zingdad is right, you have the ability within you that you have been fostering and growing to speak directly to Billi. I think what is key is NOT trying too hard, but just allowing the communication to flow and trusting in it.

Some pointers if I may, would be to try first thing in the morning when you are fresh. Second, make sure your environment is peaceful and quiet. Then, really FEEL the emotions you receive when communicating and also pay attention to your body and how you feel physically as messages can be received in many different forms other then your thoughts. Sometimes you just "feel" the answer without the thoughts and they come instantly upon asking or before you even ask! Keep a notebook handy to jot down your feelings and thoughts. So it really is different for everyone though. I hope you will keep it up. I'm sure all of this is not really anything that will lessen your sadness upon losing your family member...but I hope it can help you find some solace. My love and thoughts are with you. Let me know if you need anything.

Bubba! That story had me covered in goosebumps. I have a Dalmation too (Damnation according to my ex) who is now 13 and is beginning to show his age. He has lost quite a bit of weight and his hips are going as well he seems to be nearly deaf...but he is as loyal and loving as ever. Puts up with Maverick attempting to lie on him and getting right in his face for doggie kisses as well as Maverick stealing AND eating his dog food....he's really a saint! I love him so much, and I know some day he will no longer be with me...so I cherish every moment I have with him. Doggies really are mans best friend and can be the BEST shoulder to lean on and the best ear to listen to all one's problems without so much as a flicker of judgement - only abundant love! They really are the best!

Love doggie lovers!
Annu