Daisy was a dog that could not bear to be away from me, even for a moment. I think that our great love for each other was one of the things that kept her alive way past her life expectancy. (She died just before her 12th birthday despite a liver defect that was likely to kill her before she was 3 or 4). I think that she didn't want to leave me and just stayed on as long as she could. But, finally she had to go. That is one of the things that made me feel really badly - that she didn't want to leave me, but couldn't stay any longer. How could she be happy anywhere without me?
This question upset me until I realized that she was with God. Knowing that God's love and care is so much greater than any human's, I realized that it was ridiculous to worry about whether she was happy. How could she be anything but happy in God's care? Yes, she probably misses me, and can't wait until I arrive, but there is no pain, suffering or unhappiness as she waits. Hopefully, even though I have not been as good or perfect as she was, I will go to the same place as her. After all, what human can be as pure in spirit as a dog or cat?
Daisy's Mommy