Sharon7
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My father was a real dog person- fortunately for us we had dogs in our lives the whole time I was growing up. On his last night, in the hospital he asked my mother who let the dog into his room- he passed that night. I always imagined that if there is someone to come and escort me off this mortal plain I hope it will be one or the whole bunch of my furkids that have gone over the rainbow bridge..I would fall to the ground and be part of a giant dog pile with me at the bottom. I do hope we will meet again.
This is absolutely my idea of Heaven, as well.
