I thought David's post "Three months" was very interesting, so I thought I would ask you guys if you have had dreams, or non-dream experiences, about your departed pets. If so, will you share your story? Thanks.
My first three doxies -- Christopher, Hasen and Harry -- all came to visit me shortly after they died. I took it as their way of comforting me and letting me know that they were okay. Their visits now are infrequent but occassionally one or all three will show up in a dream. I guess the most fantastic thing that happened was when Hasen had to be put to sleep due to kidney failure. This wasn't a dream but that afternoon we had the biggest, most vivid rainbow show up that seemed to spring right out of the middle of our corral. At the time, I had not heard of Rainbow Bridge so I didn't make the connection until much later that it was a sign.
Another non-dream thing that came with Hasen's passing happened a few days after I helped him go. I was looking for the two show ribbons he won when he was in puppy class. I had not seen them for years. Well, I went upstairs and there they were on the desk in our spare room. I was all excited and asked Dan where he found them, and Dan said he didn't find them and that he had never seen them before. I couldn't ask for a more concrete sign than that!
With Harry, and this is a non-dream happening, he was old and his body was shutting down. I knew what I had to do but was waiting a couple days to see if he miraculously got better. During that time, I slept with Harry out in our living room. Outside the window was a really bright star, and as the night progressed, the star did not move, it just stayed outside that one window. This went on for the three nights before the morning Harry told me it was time to let him go. The next night the star was gone.
Domingo (my horse) has visited only twice. The second time was the most fantastic. Domingo was half Belgian Draft, and he was a big boy. One of the reasons I went to work for Horse Drawn Carriage Company was because I wanted to have Domingo pull a sleigh someday and I needed to learn all about it. Anyway, in this dream Dan and I were at the Carriage Company going for a hay ride with some other people. After we got back to the ranch, the group gathered around the bonfire by the creek. I said to Dan "lets go see the other horses in the barn." As we approached, there was Domingo hitched to my favorite carriage, just standing there outside the barn! We were so happy to see him, cause we knew that he had died not too long ago. We never said "I don't believe it" because we did believe it and also believed that our departed loved ones are able to come back for a visit. It was as if Domingo was letting me know how he would have looked hitched to a carriage or sleigh had I been able to train him to do so.
What's your story???
I wish I had a story - I don't seem to remember my dreams! I would love to hear everyone elses experience with dreams.
I'm usually rather skeptical about supernatural events, but I swear I have seen Archie Angel a number of times, just for an instant out of the corner of my eye. I also could swear I've heard Poldie's little cough at the end of the bed some nights after he passed. He will sometimes show up in my dreams, along with the other dogs. It might just be my imagination or wishful thinking, but I do think our little departed ones come back to check up on us, at least I hope they do. In any case, there are some more tangible experiences. The night Leopold left us, Boone went to lie down in Poldie's bed in the living room but soon shot out of it like some one had given him a good poke. There was nothing in or around the bed which could have caused it, and Skeeter was with me. We think it was Mr. Pold saying "Geez Boone, a little respect!" Boone avoided the bed for a while but it must be OK now as he can sleep there unmolested. Speaking of Boone, Jeri thinks Archie Angel led him to us. We were not intending to get third dog but something led her to look him up on the rescue page. I think Archie knew that he needed a home and that we would need someone to cushion the blow a bit when Poldie went away. This was especially true for Skeeter who was very attached to her "brudder". Shortly, thereafter Leopold was diagnosed with cancer and left us a few months later, but by that time Boonie was a fully integrated member of the pack who totally loves and is loved by his sister.
You know this is funny how this is happening... Not sure if it is all the talk of dreams about our puppers or not, but last night I had a dream about not only my Boo, but his mom and dad too.... Now as far as I no his dad is still alive, but his mom passed... But, there they all were Boo, B.J. and Kenya.... Looking just as beautiful as ever... This is the first time I have dreamt about B.J. and Kenya, so I am kinda lost here..... :dontknow: It was real nice to see them all together again though... :angel4: But, very strange.... I do dream about all of our pets who have crossed the bridge... My hubby had a Rott when we met, well needless to say Keno ended up being more mine then his.... When we had to help him move on, he was 5 years old, 180 lbs (all muscle) and had severe hip displaysia, I couldn't carry him around at that weight and my hubby was gone most of the time at work, so we made the hard decision to let him go, the same day as Bridgette who had cancer.... He was definately very protective of the kids and I, even Boo and Bridgette... He wouldn't let his daddy into the bedroom one night when he got home from work, because everybody was in bed for the night, so he figured that nobody should be coming into the house, of course it was at an unusual time, and he knew the sound of our truck, but still momma had to get out of bed and turn on the light, hold back a 180lb Rott and open the bedroom door for daddy.... Anyway, I actually went to bed one night about 2 months after he passed and for soem reason got woke up at 2 in the morning... So, I figured go to the bathroom, go back to sleep... I turned on my light, got out of bed, then when I was walking back to the bed, I noticed it.... There was a spot on my bed that looked like Keno was laying right there with Bridgette by his side (this is how they always slept), I was startled into tears, I just layed there with my hand over the indent and went back to sleep.... Then about 2 weeks later I had a surgery to remove an ovary, my hubby and I were up playing a game in the kitchen, I looked towards the living room and I swear to this day I saw Keno, standing tall as ever in the back end that was sagging towards the ground in life from the pain... I told my hubby right then that I was taking no more pain pills... But, I am not so sure that's what it was.... Anyways, I can't wait to read everybody elses stories about this... At least I no I am now not the only one.... :angel4:
Kevin forgot to tell you that one night shortly after Archie passed, I settled down to bed and soon felt a familiar weight settle in next to me (at 35 lbs, Archie could make a good dent in the mattress). I felt the mattress beside me the the depression was there, but of course no other tangible signs of Archie. After a few moments the weight lifted. My sweet Archie had to get back to heaven.
Kevin is right about Archie leading us to Boone. I could never explaiin how, until months after 'dopting Boone when I was organizing my digital photos. I compared the photo I took after we had taken Archie in as a foster to the photo Boone's foster mom had posted when she fostered him. It was the SAME expression and the SAME pose! It was almost as if Archie told Boone, "pose this way--Momma won't be able to resist!" Thank you, Archie!
I have had dreams about Poldie and Archie, but my dream memories fade so quickly.
here is the Boone pic--had trouble attaching it the first time
Honestly, I'm not that much of a believer in the supernatural, except for the fact that this things keep happening without explanation! Besides the dreams mentioned below, there were two other experiences that were just a bit too coincidental to be put off as mere chance:
When Rudy's remains had returned from cremation, I went to pick them up. There was a huge thunderstorm the whole way there, it was raining buckets. I had to put the truck into 4WD because of the water on the roads. The moment I had his remains in my possession, the rain stopped, the sun broke through and a rainbow appeared.
On Sunday, October 1st, we had already made the decision that Max needed to be sent to the Bridge. Margie, Jessica and I went out to dinner. While we were returning home, it was a clear day, as it had been all day, except for one lone rain cloud which was dumping rain. However, this rain produced a rainbow. The following morning, Max got up (he could no longer make it through the night holding his bladder) and I took him outside. I don't recall the exact time, but the sun was just breaking over the horizon and the sky was a brilliant orange...the last sunrise Max would witness.
Sometimes I wonder if Max knew of Zeke & Zora's plight and sacrificed himself so they could have a home with us. After all, he had already lived a very full life and the Zs had so much still ahead of them. Max also knew what it was like to be part of a pair and how hard it would have been if they had to be split up to find good homes. The beginning of his final downhill on the Old Age Rollercoaster virtually coincided with the time that Zeke and Zora were boarded at the Dog Spa.
The one I see and feel the most is Angus, I think it is because he died suddenly before his time and did not get the chance to say good-bye. When Emma passed I saw and felt him, I was speaking to my mum and saying "I wonder if I should get him help to go over" to which she said "He will go when he is good and ready, he just likes being with you" . We sort of see a flash or colour going into rooms, as he was more blonde than Oliver.
Some of the older ones may know this story we phoned Colleen (Olivers breeder) to put our name down for the next litter hopefully for a female ong haired B/T, as OLiver was taking it very hard. We told her the cicumstances, and she asked the time, it turned out a single female b/t was born at near the time he died, and she said that we could have her, so we got our beloved Ingrid. We had decided that given a time we would ask Colleen for her mum as we fell in love with her to. We lost Ingird to a congenital illness at 8months and we now have her mum. Colleen has always said she was making way for her mum, and I see her everyday in her mum.
Roberta
This isn't a dream I've had but it's coincidental.Last night I was looking at the available dogs in Dachshund Rescue of North America and seen one up for adoption named Shadow.One of the first dogs I adopted from a privite owner was named Shadow.The thing that hit home with me is that the Shadow I adopted was 6 years old and the Shadow up for adoption is 6 years old.The both of them were red.
...and of course, I had another dream last night. This time we were having a Bow Wow near a beach in Mexico. Zeke and Zora were there, as was Boone. Suddenly, Max began walking around, and I pointed out "Look, there's Max. He came back for our Bow Wow" and as I went to go around to get him, he simply disappeared. He wasn't with his black & white buddy this time.