Rufus Has Moved!, But he took my love and tears with him Options

[Gretta's Mom]

Hello Lightning Strikers

You have helped me so much with the passing of my beautiful black dog, Rufus. He is half black lab and half Newfie. Your words have made my grief and loneliness easier to bear and I hope some of my words have helped somebody else, too.

Rufus, I am going to try again to make you a big green "welcome" message. I hope it works but I'm pretty sure it won't!

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Well I see I have failed again, but know that all the animals in this part of Lightning Strike welcome you.

Have a beautiful day, My Big Black Dog!

Your mom

[My Doxie and Me]

As I walk the morning light my leash falls by my side.. I think of the great shepherd that fills my life yet beneath these wings we cry as
we become one I see a beautiful light as my Shepherd releases me to become one with broken wings as we take this journey with
are friends to see what have we become...As the Great Shepherd leads us within Vanishing lights to are true self to see who we are...

With all the beauty and kind words the Great shepherd tells stories of his great journey and friendship with a Human that cares as we
hold are broken wings with soft touch and gentle breeze cross are path to hear the teachings of one we carry within are hearts as we...

Dear Shepherd lone wolf looking to care for so many I must ask can you see within your heart how much you have set others free..

Dear Jeanne I look at my time here on LS my heart breaks yet I tell stories for those I care for and in return I find myself with hands to Earth...
Mountain cries and butterflies sing within us as we kneel for the ones we have lost...

Please share this with Rocky's Boy and his good Human

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Raysmom <The Beauty of human love towards others>

If you ever love an animal, there are three days in your life you will remember...

The first is a day, blessed with happiness, when you bring him home your young new friend. You may have spent weeks deciding on breed. You may have asked numerous opinions of many vets, or done long
research in finding a breeder. Or perhaps in a fleeting moment, you may just chosen that silly looking mutt in a shelter-- simply because something in his eyes reached are hearts. But when you bring that
chosen one home, and watch him explore, and claim his special place in you'r hall or front room-- and when you feel him brush against you for the first time-- it instills feeling of pure love you carry with
you through the many years to come...

The second day will occur eight or nine years later. It will be a day like any other. Routine unexceptional. But, for a surprising instant, you will look at your longtime friend and see age where you once saw
youth You will see slow deliberate steps where you once seen energy,...And you will see sleep when you once saw activity. So you will begin to adjust your friends diet -- and you may add a pill or two
to food. And you may feel a growling fear deep within yourself, which bodes of coming emptiness... And you will feel this uneasy feeling, on and off, until the third day finally arrives.

And on this day -- if your friend and Higher being you hold to heart have not decided for you, then you will be faced with making a decision of your own -- on behalf of your lifelong friend, and with the
guidance of your own deepest spirit. Whichever way your friend eventually leaves you -- you will feel as alone as a single star in the darkest night...



If you are wise, you will let the tears flow as freely and as they must. you will find that not many in your circle of family or friends will be able to understand your grief, or comfort
you.

But if you are true to the love of your friend you cherished through the many joy-filled years, you may find that soul -- a bit smaller in size then your own -- seems to walk with you, at times, during the lonely
days to come.

And at moments when you least expect anything out of the ordinary to happen, you may feel something brush against your leg -- very, very lightly.

And looking down at a place where your dear, perhaps dearest, friend lies with you -- you will remember those three significant days. The memory will most likely be painful, and leave an ache in your heart.
As time passes the ache will come and go as if it has life of its own. You will both reject it, and it may confuse you. If you let it, it will depress you. if you embrace it, it will deepen you. Either way, it
will still be with you.

But there will be, I assure you, a fourth day when -- along with the memory of your friend -- and piercing through the heaviness in your heart -- there will come a realization that belongs only to you. It will be as
unique and strong as our relationship with each special friend we have loved, and lost. This realization takes the form of living Love -- like the heavenly scent of rose that remains after the petals have wilted, this
Love will remain and grow -- and be there for us to remember...

It is love we have earned. It is the legacy our friends leave us when they say goodbye. And it is a gift we may keep with us long as we live.. It is a love
Which is ours alone...

And until we ourselves leave, perhaps to join our Beloved Friends -- it is love we will always possess.

Presented with grateful acknowledgement to the author, Martin Scot Kosins.

Can you see the twisted branches of words that guide the ones we have...My friend Jeanne forgive my words tonight...