A Moment with God!--Pat

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That is a wonderful story! I loved it! They love you so much when they are here

and I know that they continue that love when they leave. They are like we are

when we pass, they want us to know they are still around even when they are in

spirit.

 

My Lexy is a beautiful kitty. I saw her birth! My sister-in-law had left her

mommy with us when they went on a trip to Colorado. She was one of 6 kitties and

all of the rest died. I am not sure why. One was still born, one died within 24

hours and the others died later including Lexy's mommy. Only two of them were

born with tails, Lexy was one of them. My sister-in-law thinks that the mother

kitty was impregnated by a bobcat. The mommy was only 8 months old when she got

pregnant so we don't know. She is so loving and loves me with all her heart. She

only likes laying with me unless I am not available and then she might lay with

someone else, at least until I am available to her. She loves my chest, probably

because I have aways held her at my chest. When I have a shaktipat given, she

seems to be drawn even more. One of my other kitties doesn't like to be held,

but loves to sleep where I have been sitting or lounging. Annie loves me no

matter what is

happening. LOL! Thanks for sharing with us your story! It was wonderful!

 

Love,

Katherine

 

 

 

Pat <LookinglassAussies

 

Friday, January 18, 2008 2:04:54 AM

Re: A Moment with God!

 

Katherine, That is an amazing story. I had a dog named Blackthorn, a Champion

Australian

Shepherd that I had since he was born. Last summer he was 14 years old and was

in a lot of

pain and would get frightened if I wasn't home with him, so I knew it was time

to release him.

 

About a month afterwards I had the most amazing dream. He came bounding up to me

interrupting what ever it was I was doing. I said, just a minute Blackthorn, let

me finish. And

so he went bounding off, running for the pure joy of running, in a big circle,

prancing and

throwing his head up, pouncing on a stick, and I watched him the whole time, he

was a

young dog again, full of life and joy.

 

He came back to me and I fell to my knees and hugged and kissed him and he

pushed

against me in a doggie love fashion and gave me many doggie kisses. Then he

left.

 

What a wonderful gift he gave me to let me know how happy he was and that he

still loved

me.

 

Blessings and light

Pat

 

 

 

 

 

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