We had to have Pismo put to sleep on Nov. 6, 1993. He
was an 18 year old, 6 pound yorkie. Most of Pizzy's life I was sick and
confined to the house. He stayed with me every min. of every day. On days
when life didn't seem worth living his unconditional love for me kept me
alive. I know he was a gift from God. Without that funny little mutt I
wouldn't be here today.
By the time I got better Pizzy was old and sick. Now it was my turn to
stay with him. I should have let him go before I did, but I couldn't. He
was so much a part of me, that having him put to sleep was almost like
committing suicide. BUT I DID IT!!! It was horrible. I can't even think
about it. Pizzy was gone and I never had my heart hurt so bad. I didn't
know where to go or what to do. Everything reminded me of him. For 2 days
my husband and I sat in shopping centers and in the car in shopping center
parking lots and cried and cried and cried. All I could think of is where
do dogs go? Is there a place for animals or is my Pizzy in that cold ground
in our yard? Whose taking care of him? Where is he? Where's my Pizzy?
On Nov. 8, two days after he had died, my husband and I were sitting in
the car in the Hill's Shopping Center parking lot. It was four o'clock
in the afternoon. The sky was bright blue without a cloud anywhere. It
had not rained all day and again there was not even a cloud in the sky.
We were facing west , looking toward the setting sun. I was sobbing and
sobbing and screaming, "Please, God, please. Tell me where Pizzy is.
Please, God, tell me! Where is my Pizzy! Where is he!!! All of a sudden
my husband said, "Look Sharry, Look!!!! He was pointing to the sky
and when I looked up I saw a perfect RAINBOW in that cloudless blue sky
right next to the setting sun. At the time I didn't know about the rainbow
bridge, but at that moment I did know that God in His kindness was telling
me that my Pizzy was somewhere over the rainbow and that he was okay.
About 5 months later my friend called me. She was all excited and told
me to read the article in Dear Abby. I read it and just couldn't believe
it. I read about the meadow and the RAINBOW and my sick dog wasn't sick
anymore and he had water and food and he was playing and best of all I
WOULD SEE HIM AGAIN. I am a skeptic and if I had just seen the article,
I would have had doubts, but I SAW THE RAINBOW BRIDGE. I know it's real.
Up until last week I thought my husband and I were the only ones who believed
the meadow and the bridge really exist and take comfort in its existence.
Then I accidentally stumbled onto this bulletin board. I was and am still
amazed, but so grateful that we share this hope with so many others. I
never write on BB, and I wasn't going to this time either, because it's
so hard for me to put my feelings into words. But I really feel that God
would want me to share this with you guys in case there's someone out there
who is a skeptic and needs a little extra bit of proof that God does have
a special place for your pet to be cared for until you go to pick him up
and cross the bridge together, never again to be separated.
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