fourteen years ago, a psychic mentioned that he sensed the
presence of a dog around me. One day, two years later, I got
off my bus and saw a German Shepherd mixed breed on the sidewalk
beside me. She looked at me with a deja-vu expression and
then proceeded to walk into the busy highway. A car grazed
her nose and, to my horror, a van skidded and hit her on the
hind leg. Neither the car nor the van bothered to stop.
walked back to me on the sidewalk. She seemed OK and proceeded
to follow me home. On the way, I said to the dog, "I
am going to name you Lucky." The vet who examined her
thought that Lucky was about two years old and altered, and
he determined that her leg was not broken. I tried to find
Lucky's owners but she had no ID and I was happy to keep her.
years, Lucky proved to be very intelligent and loyal and became
a loving member of the family. She was company for my mother
and me, especially when my daughter went off to college. When
my daughter came home for school breaks, Lucky would greet
her with much excitement and sleep in front of her door.
I noticed a lump on Lucky's bottom. When the vet examined
her, he said it was mass cell cancer. I knew she didn't have
much time left and tried to make her final days special. Lucky
loved to go to a mercantile store and to shop around at the
neighborhood bread store for a free slice of bread with butter.
I remember how she lay in front of the Christmas tree for
two hours while I decorated it. When she became ill and listless,
my mother and I sat with her in a loving vigil until it was
necessary to put her to sleep three days later. Lucky developed
complications from the cancer that made her hind legs useless.
after Lucky died, I prayed that I would have a sign that she
was safe and OK. I missed her terribly and the house was so
empty without her sleeping by the doorway. I always follow
the same routine every morning on work days. The next morning
I got up, got dressed for work and walked down the hallway.
To my amazement, I saw Lucky in
full color walk four steps into the kitchen. I called out,
"Lucky!" but she did not look back at me. A moment
later, she disappeared. I was about eight feet away in the
hallway and could only see her from behind. She didn't have
on her collar which was removed before she was put to sleep.
my love for Lucky helped her energy materialize for a brief
second so that she could let me know that she was OK. Seeing
my beloved dog after her death has given me peace, comfort
and spiritual renewal.
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Feb. 16th, 2005