Somewhere To Go

 

Miss Milly running home last summer
Where she always goes I still don't know...
(Must be somewhere very important).

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Good Evening Everyone;
I want warmth- Like in the above picture.

Even the floorboards seem quieter tonight. The furnace is running- It is cold outside.
And sometimes that cold just permeates, and stays for a while.
I think that's how my bones feel right now.

We got back here maybe 2 hours ago. Punk so happy to see us. And always such a great welcome home.
The few times that I leave her here, one would think I was gone for months on end.
Such a warm and loving welcome though.

Punk sleeps now.
Curled up on that darn little squeak ball that she took from the entrance.
Her Mama Milly's little ball.

She didn't want her collar. ~Just that damned little ball.

She knows.

She ran out to the car when we got back. She ran all around it, sniffing-
Then she turned, looking toward the open kennel, and came back to me.
No place else to go. Not in the dark. Not in the cold.

She knows.
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Miss Milly
Checking out the driveway last summer...
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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...
Her bright eyes are intent; Her eager body quivers.
Suddenly she begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, her legs carrying her 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....                                     unknown


Yesterday Miss Milly went into heat. With the surge in her hormones, one can only guess that it made the tumor inside grow so swiftly as to force her uterus to prolapse.

Milly turned 13 - On Christmas Day.
She left Casey and I about 7:15 at the Animal E.R. in Green Bay.

She had somewhere very important to go you see.

And I know where she is and what she is doing too.
She waits now, "just this side of Heaven."
Patient as she always was.

I can only guess there are children and puppies where she is.
And maybe a little hideaway where she can escape every now and then.
A place that only herself and God know about

XOXO
Anne

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Originally posted to my Y! 360, Wednesday February 4, 2009 - 10:57pm (CST)