Ruminations From A Dog Whose Steps Are Close To Heaven

I remember the first time I ever saw the lady who was to eventually open her heart to me in the winter of my life.

There was a party with lots of humans engaging in the kinds of things that humans often do {talking,laughing,drinking and eating}, and barely anyone stopped to notice that I was there, following the boy around that brought me from New York to Los Angeles.

The blond lady who kept talking to me and trying to befriend me was someone who took the time to notice me,the scruffy dog with cataracts in both eyes.I could still see somewhat,but she kept staring as if to try and sense my true emotional state in the middle of all of the human merriment. She stroked me numerous times,but I only wanted to be in the lap of the boy whose family I had belonged to since I was a puppy.The lady was socializing well enough, but I could see the sadness in her being,but that was only because I was a dog and dogs can sense things beyond the perceptions of humans.

I overheard the lady with the sad eyes, say to someone that she was concerned about me, the dog with the sad eyes.Maybe it was just a case of recognizing sadness in one another but the following week my owner left me with her for what was to be a week, and turned out to bemy forever home. I waited by the living room window for three months waiting for him to return,but to no avail. Even though the blond lady had three other dogs that she loved beyond measure, I remember the day she realized that I occupied a sincere place in her heart.

She was holding me while I was in her lap by the window and she noticed for the first time, my exceedingly distinguished and beautiful long eyelashes.

To my amazement,the lady told me that she loved me and that she never realized how handsome and wise I was until she noticed my long, beautiful eye lashes that framed my clouded eyes.It was then that I instantly recognized that she really truly loved me even though I was to be with her a relatively short time in both of our lives. I will always treasure and dream of the days with my original family, but if I had to have someone to could give me a forever home I would choose the blond lady.

When her three other dogs passed away almost all at the same time, I was there to let her love me and to fill a space that could not have otherwise been filled. Yes it has been a challenging life and things have not always gone my way,but the blond lady who loves me will be there when it is my time to say goodbye.

I just know, truly know, that one day we will all get to greet one another at the Rainbow Bridge, no matter who we ever belonged to, for love is what remains and that is all there really is. It's just that some know it better than others.