I believe in the powerful spirit of animals. In my specific case, I believe in the healing spirit of dogs.
Four and a half years ago, my mom passed away. About two weeks prior to her death, we purchased what would be our fourth Sheltie puppy. We bought him for a couple of reasons. One reason was because we had two other Shelties who were very old and we expected that they would die within a couple of years. The other reasons was because I had taken care of my mom for the previous seven years, and thought that a puppy would help ease the pain of losing her and help fill that void.
Well, the little fellow did serve his purpose in both regards. The other two dogs passed away into dog heaven about two years after we brought Mr. Deeds home and within nine months of each other.
We have since then adopted two more dogs – another Sheltie (a male, named Buddy) and a mixed breed (a female, named Sophie). They all fill a special place in my heart and have all served to ease the transition as I travel through life’s many changes.
They say that people and animals come into our lives just when we need them, and I believe this is true. All three dogs came into my life in a specific set of circumstances. We selected Mr. Deeds from a highly respected breeder. Buddy was found during a random search on Petfinder.com, and Sophie came to us while we were investigating dogs on Craig’s List. It may sound corny, but I believe all three were out there, waiting to enter our lives and help restore the balance of energy in our home.
Mr. Deeds, you were my little furry savior who eased the pain of my mom’s death. Buddy, you have pushed me to grow up and beyond the sorrow of her death. You’ve helped me become a stronger woman. Sophie, you have brought a peaceful serenity within me that I never thought I would feel.
I thank God for all of you.