Your pet is not alone a true story
by Sharon Petrocelli
ready for new years (not really drinking)
December 12, 2011 This is a true story. A few weeks ago my sister and I went geocaching in a cemetery. That night, at home, loud and plain as day, I heard a dog yip. I went down to check on my dogs and they were all sound asleep. Thinking one may have been dreaming or perhaps something followed me home from the cemetry, I shrugged my shoulders and forgot about it. My sister, who spent the night, called for me and said, "did you hear that? I heard a dog bark in my room." My dogs were outside. There were no dogs in the house. I told her I heard the same thing the night before. I am sad to say, a few days later I lost my Sadie girl of cancer after 14 wonderful years with her. She would get up with me every morning. A few days later, I call my brother. He was sick and I wanted to know how he was and break the news about my Sadie. His wife answered and said the antibiotic he was on was making him hear things. I asked, what things? She said he heard a dog bark a few times. They live in the country and do not have pets. He said it sounded like bambi, his dog that passed away of cancer years before. Bambi and Sadie used to play together all the time. I am convinced that Bambi came back to help Sadie cross over and am comforted that she was and is not alone.
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