OH RATS, it’s Friday.
I woke up and actually said that today.
I kinda thought yesterday was Friday, so at the end of the workday I wrote the Question of the Week blog for Monday.
Skipped Friday altogether.
So I’m calling in the dogs.
Buddy the Dog is my backup because pictures of him always outdraw anything I write in a blog or post on my professional Facebook page. He usually gets twice as many views as anything else.
So, for your viewing pleasure, here’s a photo I took of Buddy during our walk Thursday morning, which I must’ve thought was Friday morning.
And for those of you who would prefer to see some connection to God or the Bible. Here’s your link.
But for heaven’s sake, if you’re a dog lover, don’t watch it at work. They’ll ask why you’re crying.
God bless you on this Friday, as though it were Saturday.
And to my friend Keith Larkin and his family, who lost their dog this week to kidney failure, Gary Tiberius Larkin, all dogs go to heaven. So sorry for your loss. But it’s good to have loved someone enough that it hurts when they’re gone.
For Keith and his family…..so sorry for your loss, I hope this brings you some comfort.
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together….
Stephen M. Miller
Thanks Robin. I hope to see Keith on Sunday. I’ll make sure he sees your note. Peace to you.