Roo Comes Home….and takes Oaty boy with her
So….it has been a month since Roo passed. It’s an empty time…no noise in the house…no toys lying about…no stray dog kibble crunching under my bare feet….no water from the last water bowl guzzling scattered about the kitchen floor….to make a midnight fridge run treacherous. The realization that this time is inevitable when you have a pup.
I got Roo’s ashes back last week from the Vet. I brought her home….set her gently on the table and went to a far back corner of my closet….and brought out Oaty’s ashes….still in the box from the Vet. It’s been over three years since Otis passed…..I didnt’t want him in an urn and I didnt’ want to let him go. But now…I knew …Roo and Otis could be together.
This week I am up at the lake home….today, I will walk deep into the woods. Otis and Roo will be with me. We will head out and go to the top of the highest hill…where the sun is shining warm and bright and there is a heavenly breeze blowing straight in the direction of the Rainbow Bridge.
I will open the boxes and lift their ashes high…really high…and they will catch the wind….and run the best race of ther lives…no muzzles and no leashes…no gates or fences…they can chart their own course to the Bridge. They will know when they have arrived by the cheers and howls of all those magnificent pups that have preceded them.
Goodbye Roo and belated goodbye Otis…you are in the finest place and in the best of hands. God Speed my Pups…God Speed.
God Speed....
| Oaty Oats and Roo |
| June 2009 |
| Linda |