I’ll still so sad about Jazzi going over to run the taco stand at the rainbow bridge. I can’t thank y’all enough for all the supportive comments for her and her peeps yesterday. And for me, too.
See, I’m confused about this going over the bridge thing. Yesterday, I learned that another pal of mine went over the bridge. And then there’s Sadie, the 2010 Westminster winning Scottie who, again, was very young and left this worldly world not too long ago.
If I ever go over the bridge, what on earth will become of my peeps? They can barely put one paw in front of the other now, I can’t imagine what they’ll do if I ever leave them. Alone. To Their own devices. (They don’t have any devices, only me.)
But I won’t really be gone, will I? I’ll be hanging around snoopervising. Just like I do now, only I won’t be on this physical world. Right?
This concerns me. It really does.
Maybe I can just walk up to the bridge and check it out. Make sure it’s OK. Then come right back and let the peeps know everything’s fine on the other side and folks are having a BIG time. Running, playing, eating whatever they want without getting big, playing bitey face without causing any trouble, no pain, no need for collars and leashes (everybody’s naked!!), no fence aggression which leads one to lose a tooth (I wouldn’t know about that) and, most of all, no sadness. Nope. No sadness. Just happy time.
Lots of happy time! And nobody’s sad because they know their friends and loved ones will join them at some point. But I don’t get why that’s not sad? I’d miss my peeps terribly. Maybe there’s something in the water over the bridge that keeps sadness away. Yeah. That’s it. And those on the other side just sit on the shoulders of those still on earth. To help them. Like guardian angels. Something like that. NO sadness.
I’ve had enough sadness for one pooch.
But wait, it makes me happy to think about my pals. And the good times. And the love. Would that make my peeps feel better after I’m gone?
Oh me. I’m gonna take a nap. This is just too much.
I miss you Jazzi. And Shady. And Duffy. And Daisy. And Brandy. And Lucy. And my wonderful BoBo. Too many to name…