I'm sorry to here about poor Cody.

My parents have a Cody, too. He is an eight year old lab-dalmation. I've watched him get old and fat and his black fur turn white. It is sad.

I know that, in the past, my family has been haunted after the deaths of our furry family members. When my Golden, Ginger, died, I had to sleep with the light on for a month. Our house was so empty without her. Last year, our cat, Toonces, died. My mother had a dream about her, as she did every time one of our cats died. In the dreams, the cats were all happy and sitting in the sunshine. They just came back for a final goodbye.

Cody is now playing in a beautiful place with Ginger, Toonces, Casey, Mixie, and all the wonderful animals we have all lost.