Dottie---------If I hear the'Late Show' on the wood floor I'll letcha know----Bless you and Alex--------Bubba..........

Bubba, how embarrassing for Willy. Since he likes to read and sing while he takes a potty break, Willy decided to dispose of those sensible but ckunking shoes and enjoy some K C and the Sunshine Band. Errr, I don't know if Willy would appreciate too much if you share this with your dear wife cuz ... Well, just click on the Belly Dancer and you'll see why.

Oh but Willy sure loves it bunches. Woo Hoo!!!







Ooo, Willy loves to boogie down to that song!

Tons of Hugs and Lotsa Love to You, Your Lovely Wife and your Fur Kid Willy!!!

Your Pal,
Dottie xoxoxox

Howdy Dottie----------Um,I think Willy and I BOTH like the video.Maybe I could get one of those dancer costumes for my wife and..........naw she'll never go for it .Willy embarrassed? potty breaks was something he was REAL good at and didn't
care who was around.At 70+ lbs.That boy could eat.My 'gardening' duties(or doodies as it were) was at best labor intensive.You always have the funniest stuff to send.You know, especially you and alot of other folks here have really made this transition somehow less gut wrenching than if I was not in touch with all you guys.I feel guilty sort of laughing so close to Willy's passing.This is all rather serendipitious.The virtual age can be cool.Your the best.Were gonna have one blowout of a party at the BRIDGE.--------------Take care buddy, Bubba----------

Hi, Bubba! Thanks bunches for sharing more about your fur kid Willy. We all love hearing about him, things he does (yes I'm using the present tense because he's still here) and you're such a delight, too!

But, as for feeling any kind of guilt for "sort of laughing so close to Willy's passing." Don't ya know he wants you to be happy? It would break boogie-oogie-oogie Willy's heart to see you grieving and feeling such sorrow. Hey, you know Willy. He wants you to celebrate his life and not be sad cuz that's the Bully that Willy is. Yep. Here I'll try to explain. Better yet, here's Willy to tell you! Go ahead, Willy . . .







See what I mean, Bubba? Willy sure would love for you to share more of his neat stuff, fun, good times and be happy for him. That's what keeps him alive. Honest! Indeed, he wants you to celebrate his life. Like I said, you know Willy.

Big Hugs and Lotsa Love to You, Your Belly Dancing Wife and Boogie-oogie-oogie Fur Kid Willy!!!

Your Pal,
Dottie xoxoxox

ok---------bubba

Awww, Bubba. That's perfectly fine and Willy said I'd best get myself over here to apologize to you, Dear one. Of course you and all of us are gonna have tears and, at times, perhaps even throw a neurotic hissy fit crying cuz we miss them so much and, at times even the funniest and most wonderful memories serve as hurtful reminders. Oy Vey!

So Willy told me I'd best tell you that "I'm sorry!" And he made me bring this to you for those times when ya just need to open the valve a little bit on top of that pressure cooker to cry a for a spell and let off that steam that may be building up. It's for relief cuz it does feel so much better afterwards.

All right, Willy. Stop the shoving. I'll give it to Bubba right now. Here, Bubba ... It's okay to feel and heal. Okay?

Thanks for your kindness and understanding, Hon!

Talk atcha later. Hugs!!!

Oh, and Willy wants you to have these "colors of the rainbow" flowers he picked for you from The Rainbow Bridge!



Ooohhh, Pretty!!!

Your Pal,
Dottie xoxoxox

Hi Love Them----------Thank you for the kind words-----you know,last night I was napping before going to work and I started thinking about Willy and started crying.Whether it was a mind projection or the real deal, he came into view on the floor near the bed.I started to talk to him(yea I know,call the men in white coats,whack job on the loose).As I raised from the bed I said "come here boy" and the image came closer with the familiar head turn and gaping mouth and gait.The image came in and out of focus.I have had some similar experiences the past few days at some of his old sleeping spots and at the spot where he passed away which is at the door of my music studio. After all,some of us,including me,believe in an invisible being that creates,gives life and promises a tearless,happy place for eternity.Some simply call it faith.I am perfectly comfortable with that.Now if it comes to pass that these conclusions are made up of whole cloth and upon our physical death we lose all perception and possess no continuum of awareness and we are merely dead and become the fertile stuff for a cabbage patch to flourish,then we will never know the difference anyway.I prefer the RAINBOW BRIDGE myself.........choice.......

Peace and Love---------Bubba..........

I think it is truly wonderful for you to have those experiences. As far as the future goes, I liked what someone here said about that, something to the following effect:
If my boy doesn't go to Heaven, then I want to go where he goes.

Amen to that one. Cause if these special ones did not go there....it just wouldn't be "Heaven".
You are right that it is there or we don't know the difference and I agree with your preference.

Oh, and don't feel guilty about laughter..it still is the "best medicine". You know with that unconditional love we received from our best friends....they would be the happiest to see us laugh. It is good for healing. And they want us to heal. They know we love them and will miss them forever..nothing will stop that. They never liked to see us sad.

Anything that makes us feel better is the right thing to do. If it is cry, then we cry. If we can smile at a thought or a picture, then we smile. And if, for a moment, something really catches us and we laugh...that is a good thing also. Whatever it takes to work through the grief and actually helps is okay. It really is.

I do wish you peace and healing....and smiles and laughter about the good things to smile and laugh about.

Hey Dottie--No need to apologize.In my short answer I was actually agreeing with you.To be slightly more wordy,the facts are the facts.Willy and all our babies are gone from the physical plane and life really DOES go on.Included in that thought is the provision of laughter.And if I take the advice that I have passed along to lots of folks here on this site;We are one day closer today to being with our kids for eternity. And for me time passes quickly lately(past 20 years or so) and is accelerating(perceptually anyway) all the time.I am lucky because my work has taken me to lots of places in the world and now I lead a simple life,choose the gigs I care to take,teach music students on a flexible schedule,eat the food I want and live with my beautiful wife of almost 2 decades.I don't 'need' to do alot more in the way of goals being met or places to go.We are very open about the subject of our own deaths(read:practical) as it is essentially just the 2 of us here on earth as far as a human family goes.We have agreed that whomever goes first,that the other one will wait(hopefully with the kids at the 'BRIDGE'). And if that is allowed by you know who,well, then, when the other arrives the two of us will gather the kids and head for the orientation program.When is the next bus?God, it's great to be twisted.It keeps one sane----------Talk to ya soon dude-----BUB..........

The Great Way is not difficult..........for those who have no preferences...........(easier said than done but it truley simplifies)

Oh My God! Bubba, that is all so Beautiful and ... I have no words!!!

Thank you for sharing your thoughts and feelings!!!

Big Hugs to You, Your Dear Wife and Fur Kid Willy!!!

Your Pal Always,
Dottie xoxoxox

PS. I want so very much to post a song here from Willy to you due to your inspiring pearls of wisdom. Do you mind? More Hugs!!!

Hi LoveThem----------Yep--------That would not be Heaven but the other place. God would be an Evil Genius and this whole program (Life)would basically blow----------------Considering our projections are based on the hope and faith of stories told from men in the Iron age and tripped out ascetics thousands of years before them we are not the first to dream big and prepare for something other than what we see and experience here which often seems grim and without a point.This impermenant nature we all share with all it's complexities must lead to some thing more beautiful and permanent.That's the game.I choose that God is good.Thus the survival instinct.Myth or fact why not choose a happy ending.Or is it a beginning? Havng said all that........I still cry.

Your forum companion........Bubba.........Peace..........

Hey Dottie-ARE YOU KIDDING? I love your posts and tunes.You have been instrumental in my getting through this next page turn in my book.Anytime buddy,ANYTIME!
Bubba..........

I like that guy Kenny.An excellent example of not giving up any carrying on.He's got such a natural groove when he sings.
Thanks for keeping us all together on this forum.You are the hardest working Guru in cyberspace.

Jai guru deva.......om
Victory to God divine-----------peace and love dear friend.
Bubba..........

Dottie--------Willy sends a big ol slobbery thanx------Bubba

Awww! That was such a nice kiss, Willy. Muah! Did you save me any ice cream from your party?



Oooooo, all my favorite flavors! Thank You, Willy!!!

Big Hugs and Lotsa Love to Bubba, Your Lovely Wife and Fur Kid Willy!!!

Your Pal Always,
Dottie xoxoxox

And that's my name, too. "Howdy!" Everybody calls me Howdy cuz I'm always waving at everyone I see and calling out "Howdy there! How ya doing?"

I'm a friend of Willy's and he sent me over here to have these nice people sing The Blessing Song to you cuz Willy Blesses You and He Knows You Bless him, too!!!

Thank you Dottie AND Willy!!!!----------Bubba

I choose that God is good.Thus the survival instinct.Myth or fact why not choose a happy ending.Or is it a beginning? Havng said all that........I still cry.

We cry cause we still feel the pain of separation and it is a real pain that hurts a lot. We cry cause that is natural now.

Through experience of myself and others..I do believe there is truly a loving power out there.
Thus, if that love exists...that's where these best friends belong.....we call it the Rainbow Bridge.
If they belong there...so do we...because the bond that was formed out of such a strong and deep and true love just cannot be broken. Maybe it will be easier to "see" them when we are in the same form.

I don't understand why such loving sweethearts are taken and many suffer with disease when it is their time....it is hard to understand a loving power allows pain and suffering for these special ones that come with the gift of unconditional love and yet many are not taken peacefully. They should never suffer.

I can understand why they may have to go as I realize that I would never have known the ones who came afterward..if my first ones did not leave. I believe people talk about a door closing can lead to another door opening...

I am glad I was able to take care of and receive that unconditional love many times in my lifetime. If given a choice I would keep the first one forever...that's probably why there is no choice in that. It then becomes our choice to open our hearts and home to another who has no home, who has love to give, who needs and wants to be needed. I make that choice time and again and know that that one will never starve, will never be hurt, will have love and a home until their time comes. Each separation will be painful but I will remember the happy, healthy times and those special moments that each unique one leaves in our memories.

You talk about crying.....we never stop crying. We may stop doing it every day but it will come unbidden when we least expect it and overwhelm us..and that is okay. We lost a love like no other and we are entitled to cry...there is no time limit on grief. But we welcome the peace and healing as time goes by..knowing we will never forget and in that knowing...it is okay to cry.
We all cry with each other for we all have the same pain and that is simply a part of us forever just as our special ones are a part of us forever.

Peace and healing...and it is ALWAYS okay to cry for a missed love. It just is.