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Shasta stretched slowly – as she woke she thought, “How wonderful I feel today!” Shasta started to get up to go show Mommy how much better she felt. Suddenly she realized she was eye-to-eye with another, not tiny little Cinnamon, but a stranger. This one was large – and had the loveliest silver fur – and his eyes were sad and kind and at the same time seemed to hold a bit of mischief and fun. For the longest moment the two stood eye to eye in silence. Finally, the Silver One spoke, “ Welcome home.”
Shasta looked around her, this place was beautiful, and felt safe and welcoming and comforting, but home? She looked back at the Silver One, “Home? Where am I please?” He smiled gently at her, “You are at Rainbow Bridge, where we wait for our loved ones.”
It took some moments for his words to register. There suddenly seemed to be all manner of beings here, playing and glowing with health and happiness. As her mind awoke she began to remember, Mommy crying, sad faces, not really feeling like eating, being so very tired, the blood tests. Shasta looked back at the Silver One, “Have I gone? I know I tried to let Mommy know I was ready, that I couldn’t fight any longer.” The Silver One looked at her, “Yes, she understood, and although it broke her heart, she set you free. She knew you were tired and hurt and that there was nothing that could be done.”
Shasta suddenly remembered Cinnamon, her beautiful Pomeranian friend. “What about Cinny? She will worry – be alone. And Dani? Someone needs to help Mommy look out for her when we go again to Big Bear to camp! And my little purry friends? I know they are an odd sort not being dogs, but still, they are my friends.” Her mind raced – so many things to consider – how could she possibly leave? Who would take care of her humans and her furry friends? The silver One smiled at her, a small sad smile, “Shasta they will hurt and grieve, and even after they heal they will always remember and love you. But it was time for you to come home, and they will be okay.”
Shasta began to reflect, she was 4 years old when her mommy had found her with the rescue people in the Humane Society. But Mommy didn’t mind she wasn’t a tiny puppy – Mommy loved her.
“Mommy would share her pizza crusts with me and Cinny. She would sit on the couch with the crust and break it into pieces for both of us. I would get larger pieces since I’m a big dog, and Cinnamon would get more of bite size pieces, just right for a 12 lb. little girl.” Shasta said sadly, “who will share with Mommy now? And who will fetch the hard balls for Mommy when she wants to play catch? Cinny cannot fit one in her tiny mouth – much less two or three.” The Silver One smiled, “She will find a way, guided by your love.” “Who will take her out for walks and rides? I would dance and really let her know how wonderful walks were when it was time to walk. And getting her into that box on wheels for rides . . . . well, all but the time I mistakenly got in the wrong end I would have to show her to get inside – she would open it and then just stand there!”
Suddenly Shasta heard Mommy – no mistaking the sound, Mommy was crying. The Silver One looked at Shasta, “Would you like to go to her? She won’t see you but she will feel your love.” Shasta nodded and the Silver One led her to a beautiful reflecting pond. But when she gazed into the water she saw and heard her loved ones. “you can see them from here any time – and let your love reach out to them. They will know in their hearts.”
© Candace 4/22/08
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Shadows of an Angel watching over me
Gentle warmth always near and always dear
Shadows all around, gentle touches of angel wings
I hear you and see you in my heart
The glowing oranges of a sunrise behind you
Showing me that you are happy and healthy
Running and chasing the waves of love
Flowing gently under Rainbow Bridge
Filled with the healing power of a wish
For peace of heart for you my Angel
My tears flowed when I had to say good bye for now dear one
I knew was time for you to go home, you have earned your rest
Reward for a loyal and loving heart, always standing by
Shadows of a dream, shadows of an Angel Girl glowing
Joy in memories of the little puppy with the glowing eyes
Who became my closest friend in a heart beat, in a whisper
When that day of reunion comes my tears will flow with happiness
Silver tears will fall apon your silky fur
My arms and heart will be filled with love ever lasting
We will cross Rainbow Bridge together never to be parted
Until that day I feel the shadows of an angel forever near
©J.C. Stewart~BarTendersBluesWolf~February 25, 2006.
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Quiet sentinels, watching from outside our view
Close enough to touch us, to wrap their love around our hearts.
For now we see them only in dreams and memories,
Gone now from our lives but forever and always a part.
Was it so long ago they were a small ball of fur and fun?
Has it been so long since they were a strong and regal youth?
Did we not see them change with age slowly before our eyes?
We saw them only with love, blinding us to the truth.
Their time is short compared to ours, we know this but deny it,
Blindly hoping we can hold back the sands of time.
So we are never ready to let go and are not ready to see
That life and time flow in a circle and not a straight line.
And so they leave us but they don't really leave us,
For their spirits circles back to watch over us with love.
Quiet sentinels, watching from outside our view
Waiting for us to complete our tasks and rejoin them above
(c) Candace
I stand beside you and see you weep
And I feel the love we will always keep
But you don't see me standing here
But we promised to stay always near
I may have walked ahead, round the bend
But please believe that this isn't the end
For love such as ours can never fade away
But grow ever stronger forever and one day
And you weep for what seems the end of our tale
As I stand here behind a thin Midnight Veil
You weep for I am gone to a place you cannot see
As you gaze upon a point where nothing seems to be
But I will never leave you, our love is far to true
I guard your path every step with my love for you
And though you cannot see me I watch your every day
Though you cannot hear me I hear every word you say
And when at last we're together again
At the Bridge that is at the Rainbow's end
Then our hearts rejoice as each other we see
And we start our journey through eternity
(c) Candace
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I lost Shasta on February 19,2008
Shasta,
There were several things that will always remind me of you, things you loved above all else. You were not particularly food oriented, but you so loved your toys, especially balls. We had to buy the hard rubber ones because you would just chew through any that were not solid rubber. Often you would try to fit more than one toy in your mouth, and sometimes you would try to fit 3 toys in there. Also, you would go crazy when we would bring out your leash to take both you and Cinnamon for a walk. You would get so excited it was hard to get the leash on you, lol. Another of your favorite things to do was to go for a ride in the car. One time you even jumped in the trunk and it was an effort to get you out of the car. You were just so proud of yourself! I have many happy memories of my life with you as my constant companion, and miss you greatly. You are one of my best friends, who only lived to be close to me and Cinnamon. You two hated to be separated from each other. Where we’d find one of you we would usually find the other. You are a ray of sunshine in my life, and my pride and joy.
Mommy misses you Baby Girl and loves you,
Your Mommy, Terri
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Ebbing tides of sorrow break,
Over those who will seek but ease.
The hearts and souls and minds that ache,
Waiting for the wind called peace.
The love that came from up above,
Was sent with them to us to teach.
Mission complete, took back his loves,
Now we wait for the wind of peace.
They brought His word to us to learn,
Now they fly on wings of iridescent hue,
A silverwolf was sent to me,
Who now flies with wings of blue.
So learn you well the word of love,
Even tho when gone you feel no ease.
When he takes them back above,
And leaves you searching for the wind called peace.
Written by:LoboWolf aka Don Dade-10/02/2003
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Light a candle in Shasta's memory, for a sick, abused, or special needs furbaby,
or perhaps just someone who needs a prayer and a candle lit.
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