This might be hard for some people to digest, but it happened to me and I had to write about it. I used to own a pitbull. She was a female and her name was Cindy. I had to have her put down because she had worms in the flesh and nothing could be done about it because she was too far gone by the time I noticed that there was something wrong. I kept on giving her bath after bath thinking that she had fleas. It didn’t matter what kind of shampoo I used to kill the non-existent fleas it just didn’t do any good.
I decided to take her down to the animal hospital and when the veterinarian checked her he told me what was wrong with her. Then he said that he could give her some medicine but that I would be wasting my money as she was too far gone. My only recourse was to have her put down. Instead of prolonging her suffering I agreed to have her put down. About an hour later my dog was gone from this forsaken world.
I got that dog from a friend of mine when she was only three months old and she was 13 years old when I had to get her put down. I have had lots of dogs (and I still do because I love dogs as they are your best friend in the world). When I go to bed at night, there is one thing I don’t like is to cover are my feet, they have to be left uncovered and when I had my Cindy she used to lick my feet every night especially my toes.
I now have a mixed pitbull and a dachshund and both sleep on my bed at night. They don’t get out of bed until I do. A couple of nights ago, I went to bed as usual and fell asleep. Later I got woken up by a dog licking my feet. I thought maybe it was the pitbull or my wiener dog but when I looked both of them were sleeping. Then my thoughts fell on my Cindy, I figured she had come back to lick my toes like she used to do. Believe me or not it made me very happy thinking that even in death, my dog still missed me.
I must say that if someone would have come to me with a story like that I wouldn’t have believed it. Now that it happened to me I would believe it. I guess it only stands to reason that they must have a soul like we do as some of them are just as smart as some humans and they can think. How many times have you heard about a dog or cat saving someone from some tragedy like a fire or drowning or from being attacked by another human? Or its guardian got lost in a bush somewhere, injured, but they can’t move and his/her dog went and got help?
I think of there are human spirits or ghost if you prefer calling them that. So why couldn’t there be spirits from some animals like a pet cat or dog? These animals become part of a family and when something happens to one them then we a worry about it as if it were a kid because they have become part of the family.
