Friday, July 4, 2014

Mikey & The Rainbow Bridge

Early in May, I believe the 6th to be somewhat exact, Mikey passed on to the Rainbow Bridge. Mikey was the last of our three chihuahuas and he had been sickly for some time before passing.

Just to give you some background, Mikey and Tippy never gave a hoot for Molly. In the two plus years that she has been here (nearly three this Autumn), these two just never liked her at all. But after Tippy passed away we would catch Molly and Mikey sleeping together; especially when they were waiting for Mommy. You know...the frienemy of my frienemy.... But mostly nothing but barking and growling and general dislike was the order for the day....all day...every day!

Since Mikey has left us, Molly seems to be more clingy than usual. She seems so much more sad when Mommy is not around and probably worse when we are both gone at the same time. It is almost as if, even though her and Mikey never really got along, she knows that she is the only one there. Like the sheer presence of Mikey was enough to satisfy her when Mommy and/or Daddy were gone.



Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together.... 

Author unknown...

Of Fireworks and Thunderstorms

With today being Independence Day and one of those "Fireworks" holidays, I thought I would relay some information about Molly that many may already know; being that most dogs feel the same. That is that fireworks scare Molly (and most of her canine kind).

So since last weekend, random fireworks have been going off in the neighborhood. It is bad enough that we have to deal with Molly's fright and panic attacks on the very night that the local university and local amateur pyros do their thing but then we have to deal with this about nightly for a week. So now let's compound the issue...thunderstorms. Thunder, like the boom of fireworks, drives Molly crazy. Poor girl shakes a mile a minute, cannot get comfortable and runs about not knowing what to do. Our recently and dearly departed Mikey had the same issue but he was also a radar. If Mikey came up
From Top: Joey (2000-2009) &
Mikey (2001-2014)
to you and was shaking profusely and the sun was out, it meant he could hear fireworks in the distance, felt a storm brewing or knew war was imminent. We should have named him RADAR.

I realize that there is nothing that we can do to stop fireworks and thunderstorms. One is nature's arguments and the other is a spectacle that is undertaking by proud Americans to celebrate the birth of freedom in the USA. But for dog mommies and daddies you have to make sure that you do not get frustrated over the actions of your furbabies. They are scared and unsure of what is happening and the idea of not knowing what the noise represents is a huge catalyst for fear. So please...love them and hug them and make them feel safe. After all
, it really is all they want when the noises happen.