Rottrover's Gizmo crossed the Rainbow Bridge yesterday and my heart is aching and my face hurts from the tearful bouts I've had thinking of him and his family today. How brave he was...how his wagger was wagging until the very end. And even though he was in pain, he had a ready smile and lots of joyful kisses for this friend. He was such a special boy. He is missed sorely.
Our sweet friend Gizmo had the most handsome smile ever!!!
I know that many people have specific ideas of Heaven and what it must be like there. I've had evangelical types tell me that there are no dogs in Heaven.
Mabel and Gizmo
I don't know...no one does; but this much I do know. There must be a mighty special place for the loyalest of friends. Only the rarest of friends in this life have made me feel O.K. about being me... and most of them were dogs. I know that all the truly fine things in this life are things my dogs have taught me to love: a beautiful vista, a cool stream, a walkabout with good friends, a simple meal and a safe place to sleep. These are things I enjoy deeply every day but without my dog, they would seem common or uneventful.
Mabel and Gizmo on a rainy hike
My dogs have taught me more about kindness, patience, love, acceptance, forgiveness, joy and parenting than anyone else. They've taught me to laugh, to run with glee and to read minds. Loving a canine has made me a better human.
When I left Gizmo yesterday, I reminded him to tell his big sis Allie hello from me and to please look for my Maggie May and give her one of his special kisses. And last night, I dreamed of those rotten kids playing under a rainbow!
When my time comes, and I find that dogs are not welcome behind Pearly Gates, just be so kind as to give me a map to that Rainbow Bridge. That's the only Heaven I want to go to. That's where all my friends are.
Gizmo leading the pack on a hike (w/ Ruby, Barticus and Mabel)