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Death Came by Last Night

Death came by last night

The pup wasn’t thriving, he was barley eating

Puggy Sue kept pushing him away from her other babes

She looked at me with sad, calm eyes

We did the best we could, we tried everything

But the wee pup wasn’t thriving, he wasn’t growing

Finally, I went to bed

I woke in the dead of the night and went to Puggy Sue

The pup wasn’t thriving; he was barley alive

Puggy Sue had pushed him a way and buried him in a blanket

I wrapped him more gently and tucked him in the corner of the pen

Puggy Sue looked at me with sad, calm eyes

I went back to bed

I did not light a candle

I left the whiskey in the bottle on the counter

I did not fill the bowl

I did not leave an offering for Death

For gratitude for mercy, to appease, to beg to leave

I went to bed

I did not bribe the ferryman

I was so very tired; it was so very late at night

I woke with the sun and buried the babe

Then went to the kitchen for a cup of tea

My mother had… Continue reading

What I hope (wish) happens when I die

I dunno who wrote this, it’s a variation of a rather well known little “story” based on Norse mythology. Google “Rainbow Bridge” is you haven’t heard of it before. Anyways…

A Rescuer’s Rainbow Bridge

Unlike most days at Rainbow Bridge, this day dawned cold and gray, damp as a swamp and as dismal as could be imagined.

All of the recent arrivals had no idea what to think, as they had never experienced a day like this before. But the animals who had been waiting a while for their beloved people knew exactly what was going on and started to gather at the pathway leading to The Bridge to watch

It wasn’t long before an elderly animal came into view, head hung low and tail dragging. The other animals, the ones who had been there for a while, knew what his story was right away, for they had seen this happen far too often.

He approached slowly, obviously in great emotional pain. Unlike all of the other animals waiting at The Bridge, this animal had not been restored to youth and made healthy and vigorous again. As he walked toward The Bridge, he watched all of the other animals watching… Continue reading

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