Thank you, Donna. I may call you tomorrow just to chat a bit. I still feel rather lost. I'm so used to getting Puddy's meds all lined up in the morning, getting her bag ready for her subQ and her syringe ready for her shot. It's taking some getting used to but I'm doing better every day.
Last night I was watching TV in bed, my usual routine except that Puddy wasn't there w/me. She'd always hop up in bed, get her noggin noogie, then go to the bottom of the bed and lie on the throw or, when she started to go downhill, she'd go under my bed. I have hardwood floors so I could easily hear her moving around and listen for her paws tapping. Well, I heard it last night. I quickly muted the TV and listened and heard it again. I waited to see if I'd hear it a third time but I didn't. I'm still convinced it was Puddy telling me that she's w/me in spirit. I'm not a psychologist but I know how our minds can play tricks on us, especially if we're grieving or fearful. However, I truly believe that the spirit lives on in animals as well as humans and Puddy knows how long that walk up the stairs has become at night, just knowing that she isn't up there waiting for me. Sometimes she would meow as if to say "Hey Mom, I've got a noggin noogie coming. Get up here!" I'm not trying to convince anyone of anything; just letting you know that my little girl is w/me and I know that I'll see or hear more signs even still because this is the time of year when the veil between the worlds is at its thinnest. I moved her photo to a place beside my front door so that she can still be the Great Protectress that she has always been.
ETA: Thanx for the call, Donna. You beat me to it, girlfriend. I love PT.
Bookmarks