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Just like everyday, our next door neighbors' Siberian Husky has been left outside overnight and is running like crazy. We usually ignore him since we're not outside all the time. That night it seems like the everyday usual, but something went wrong.

My mother and I, along with our two ~~zu (Pearl and QQ with their little jackets on) was all ready to pick up my sister from her university on the 21st. My mother went out the basement door and into the backyard where she opened the gate to the stairs that leads to the driveway. Pearl and QQ ran upstairs towards another set of gates that my mother needs to open before getting to the car.

At this time, my mother is closing the gate behind her when suddenly the siberian husky went all wild and started barking and clawing from under the wire fence. He shoved his head underneath the fence and managed to drag my poor Pearl over. He ran around with Pearl in his mouth and we were so desperate and helpless. My mother climbed over the fence and I tried to open our next door neighbors' fence, but it was tied shut. I held onto the fence and shook violently and screamed. Then a car from our next door neighbor pulled up where three guys came out. All they did was stand there and watch. I feel so angry, so helpless, so frustrated.

Not long, my mother rescued Pearl and I ran to get her from my side of the fence. I held her in my arms and she wasn't moving. I put her down on the ground and gently stroked her head and said "It's alright, everythings gonna be fine, you're a good girl Pearl, don't be afriad, I'm here, I'll give some of your favorite treats" Then I felt a sudden movement of her paws... my heart skipped!

My next door neighbor came out from the house and he asked "what? how did you get into my backyard? what happend?" My mother replied "Your dog killed my dog!" All he did was stand there and kept asking "what happened" and didn't even attempt to get his dog under control.

I pounded the floor, I yelled, I screamed, I shouted... no one helped.

My mother and I drove to the emergency vet hospital with Pearl in my hands. As time went by, she got heavier. I said "Pearl, why are you getting heavy? You can't! Don't you want your favorite treat? " I kept calling out to her. All I was thinking is... get Pearl to the hospital, even if it's too late, i wanna try! Maybe there's still hope.

When I got to the hospital, the vet gave her CPR while my mother and I waited outside. The receptionist had us move to a private room and asked us to wait there until the doctor comes to speak with us. We waited for 30 minutes. The doctor finally came in and says "We gave her CPR and had her examined. She has some broken ribs and there were too much damage. I know it's hard and I'm really sorry."

We asked to see my Pearl and she brought her in with a towel wrapped around her. She laid on the examining table, not moving. My mother and I broke down crying. My poor Pearl died with her eyes open with a bleeding. We sat there watching her and cried for hours in the room. Friends came who babysat Pearl came by to see her. My sister had her friend drive her back from the university to see Pearl one last time.

I held Pearl in my arms and stoked her head, wishing that she'll miracously come back to life. I put her back onto the table, and went to the washroom and splashed cold water on my face. I looked myself in the mirror and all I could see is anger accompanied with a whole bunch of emotions mixed in. I was a mess. When I returned into the room, I was afraid of touching Pearl. I was afriad that I'll think that Pearl is really alive and end up realizing that she isn't.

The receptionist came in and gave us a pamphlet about what to do next. We all decided to have Pearl cremated and have her ashes returned. We wanted to have her always near us and we'll bring her where-ever we are.

We finally parted with Pearl and returned home without her :'( It was so hard... I cried all the way home holding her collar in my hand. My sister phoned the police and filed a report because I was so broken down that I couldn't even say a proper sentence. The police referred us to a bunch of other people and finally told us to wait for 5 days before someone comes by to investigate. Oh, how frustrating it was.

We all took some sleeping pills that night and forced ourselves to sleep. We woke up first thing in the morning and took pictures of the scene where it happened. I found my Pearl's little coat in between the fence with her little flower laying (that's suppose to be on her coat) on my neighbor's side of the fence. I had a look at her little coat and saw a big hole where the teeth went through and bit her. I thought to myself: "She must of died a horrible death, a painful and violent death. It's all my fault! I couldn't protect her and she died because of it"

Oh my Pearl, she's my baby. She's the silly one around the house. She's the cute one. She's the one that everyone liked and loved. She likes to be cuddled and loves to hog the bed and the couch. Oh, I still remember how she'll jump onto the couch before I sat down and everytime I'll give her the seat while I sit on the floor.

Later that day, we all went back to the hospital to see Pearl before being taken away for her journey to the crematorium. We brought her favorite coat and layed it on her. We were there for hours again and finally gave her one last stroke on her head and one last kiss before covering her up.

I went home and took a hot shower. I sat in the shower and cried. I couldn't stand the thought that Pearl isn't coming back. That night, I layed in bed and my mind ran through what happened over and over again. It was excruciating and yet i can't help it but to think about it. I thought of scenarios where I could of prevented it... if only I could block the fence with some bricks, if only I gave Pearl a bath that night and had to bring her up to the car MYSELF so that she wouldn't get dirty again, if only she didn't go out at all, if only I'm meaner and have that Siberian Husky taken away when he bit my uncle.... if only.... if only.... if only ..... if only... All night long, these ran through my head until the sleeping pill kicked in.

The next day, I woke up finding myself crying again. My eyes hurts everytime I cry. I tried so hard not to, but everything just keeps welling up. I couldn't bring myself to eat or walk... I layed in bed and unconciously leaving half the bed and half my pillow empty for my Pearl to sleep on. I cried until my pillow was soaked that i could no longer sleep in it. I was so looking forward to spending Christmas with Pearl... I even bought a bigger bed so there's a little bit more room for both of us. She didn't get a chance to try it out and just passed away.

My little Pearl, she just turned 6 on the 1st of December. The first time I saw her, she was so weak and fragile that I raised her like a baby- looking after her whenever I can, feeding her, cleaning her, putting her in her bed... just like human does with their babies. I remember how she loves to be hugged and cuddled. How she'll look forward to going out on car rides. I remember her first time going down the stairs and how she'll do all the tricks before I requested one when she wanted a treat. OH, how she would do silly movements like walk like a horse, jump like a bunny and walk along the top of the couch like a cat. I miss her oh so dearly.... I miss her, I miss her, I miss her!

Oh Pearl, why did you leave? I can never talk to you, argue with you, share my every emotion. I won't be able to carry you around and play with you anymore. You won't be there to sit with me while I play the piano or when I'm sad/depressed. Everyone's gonna miss you lots! I hope you're doing well in heaven. Maybe become a little dog angel and come visit me once in a while? I really hope so.

This is so hard to take in. I cried and cried. My heart keeps aching. The feeling of loneliness is always in the air. I can't help but feel so EMPTY. This is so hard and so painful. I've tried many ways to slow down my crying but whenever I talk about Pearl with my mother and sister, I break down and start crying. It's like if I keep things to myself, everything seems fine. How long would this last? what should i do to start healing? I really don't know what to do anymore.

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Hi, vume, please permit me to offer you my sincerest sympathies in the physical loss of your beloved Pearl. Losing a beloved companion is never easy regardless of the circumstances or how long we are blessed with the privilege of their company. Losing a companion in a very tragic way intensifies the grief.

Vume, this grief journey is filled with so many emotions, and unfortunately guilt is one of them and is one of the hardest to reconcile. There was no way you or your mother could have predicted that the neighbor's dog would choose that night to attack your beloved Pearl. Your beloved Pearl knows that you always did the very best to give her a happy, healthy, and safe earthly journey. She knows you would do everything in your power to move heaven and earth - - including walking through hot roiling lava or over hot burning coals to protect her. Your beloved Pearl is eternally grateful to you for your devoted love - - your eternal love. And she wants you to know that she is forever with you in your heart and your memories - - she is always a heartbeat close to you.

I'm glad a police report has been filed, and that there will be follow up made on this complaint. The owner of this dog must be made responsible for the actions of his dog. No, it won't bring back your beloved Pearl to you in her physical body, but somehow I hope it will bring a feeling of justice to your heart for what happened to your beloved Pearl.

Vume, I know there are no adequate words in any language that can soothe seering pain of deep grief your heart is feeing. This grief journey is a one day at a time journey, sometimes a one moment at a time journey. One of the many things for you to remember is that you are not alone in your journey. Each of us here do understand what you are going through, and we are here for you for as long and as often as you need us. You are among friends here.

Thank you so very much for sharing your beloved Pearl wiith us, vume. She is so adorable. And yes, I do use the present tense - - for although she is no longer with you in her earthly physical body her sweet Living Spirit continues to be with you wherever you are and whatever you do.

Vume, I hope and pray that you will have a peaceful evening, although I do understand how difficult this may be. Please know you are in my thoughts and prayers, and that I look forward to knowing how you're doing.

Peace and blessings,
moon_beam

Dearest Vume,

I am so incredibly sorry for the terrible loss of Little Pearl! I offer you my total understanding, sympathy, strength, experience and support in this time of unyielding grief. Please reread Moon_Beam's message. That might help until more of us can get onto this site to help out.

Please know that I am here for you in any way that you need. My note, tonight, is short as I just got home from caring for my dad and must get up in just a couple hours. I also have to write to my own Trevor who passed away in July. This is our first Christmas apart. However, I am going to tell him about Pearl so that he can welcome her and become her friend forever.

Blessings....................
Bobbie

Dear moon_beam

Thank you for your kind words and I can't thank you enough for replying. This really helps. I tried talking to my mother and my sister but in the end, all we did is breakdown and cry our hearts out.

I really do believe my Little Pearl is with me. My grandmama fainted today at home because of chest pain and is now admitted in the hospital. I believe Pearl came back to save her. The door bell rang and I woke up from bed only to find no one there, so I decided to stay with my grandmama until that one moment when she fainted and is about to fall down the stairs. If I haven't been there to catch her fall, my grandmama would of pass away too. Why is tragedy lingering around me? I don't know if this is superstition of not, but I think Pearl has become my Guardian angel to protect my family- the one thing I failed to do for her. It's really ironic huh? This reminds me of Pearl so much. It hurts and yet relieving to know she's there looking over me. I wonder if she's all healed and happy right now? I hope she's having enough to eat and staying warm in this cold weather.

yume

Dear Bobbie,

As I was reading your reply, my tears just started rolling down my cheeks. This is also my first Christmas apart from Pearl too and it's not the same anymore without her. Thank you SO much for giving me such a wonderful christmas present- for introducing/allowing Pearl to be friends with your Trevor. It really makes me feel so much better knowing that there's a friend waiting for her. Although my Pearl likes to bark at strangers and anything unfamiliar, but i know they'll be great friends.

yume

Hi, vume, thank you so very much for sharing with us how you're doing. Right now it does feel like tragedy is surrounding you and your family - - because your heart is literally breaking with deep grief while struggling with adjustment to the physical loss of your beloved Pearl. But there is no doubt in my mind that your beloved Pearl is indeed continuing to be your guardian angel now from heaven's perfect garden just as she was your guardian angel during her earthly journey.

Vume, please try to find peace in your heart that your beloved Pearl is indeed healed from all of her wounds - - she has no memory of the vicious attack that has resulted in her temporary physical separation from you. Her sweet Living Spirit in the form you know her is now frolicking with the angels and is cheerfully sharing all the wonderful memories she has of you - - her Forever Mom - - with each of our beloved companions. You are forever in her heart, vume, - - and she is always and forever a heartbeat close to you.

I truly do know the deep sadness that is in your heart, and of your mom and sister. Clnical studies show that our tears are healing tears for they literally wash away the toxins that build up in our bodies from the stress of grieving. Although it is very painful, it is a very comforting thing that you, your mom, and sister have each other to grieve with together. I promise you, vume, that one day - - when you least expect it - - you will find yourself thinking of your beloved Pearl and you will find yourself smiling -- truly smiling -- and your heart will flood with the warmth of your treasured memories of your earthly journey together. But this is just going to take time, vume, - - it's not going to happen in a matter of hours, or days, or weeks - - there is no date you can circle on the calendar and say "this is the day my sorrow will end." But I promise you, vume, one day - - this deep seering pain that is in your heart will ease. Does this mean you will forget your beloved Pearl? NEVER!!! Does this mean you won't miss her anymore? NEVER!! It simply means that your heart will be focused on your eternal love bond with your beloved Pearl - - and love never dies regardless if we are able to physically be with the one we love. Love is eternal - - it is not limited to the physical laws of time and space. Your beloved Pearl knows this - - and she will ALWAYS AND FOREVER be a part of your earthly journey wherever you go and whatever you do.

Vume, I hope your grandmama will be okay. What is supposed to be "the most wonderful time of the year" can in reality be "the most horrible time of the year." How well I know. Please know we are here with you, vume, to share your journey and to be a source of comfort, encouragement, strength, and hope to you. Please know you are in my thoughts and prayers, and that I look forward to knowing how you and your family are doing.

Peace and blessings,
moon_beam

Today, I woke up in the morning and went to the hospital to switch places with my cousin. It was my turn to look after my grandmama. The doctor told me that she needed surgery and needs to be monitored until Tuesday before going into the operating room. I haven't gotten any details yet, but I hope the risk isn't too high here.

Not long after the doctor left, I recieved a phone call from the pet hospital informing me that my Pearl has been picked up and is on her way to the crematorium. Her ashes would be returned to me at approximately 2 weeks. Eventhough I gave her a last goodbye kiss the other day, I still feel that I couldn`t let her go. I just wanted to hop into the car and see her just one more time but I know I need to accept it, one way or another. I told myself I could do it... just let go... it`s gonna be alright. But in the end, I had to drown all those feelings with TV and loud music on my earphones. I feel so guilty not being able to accompany my Pearl on her last journey. I tried so hard to hold back the tears at the hospital, I had to pinch myself- if my grandmama sees me like this, she'll worry and her condition might worsen. Oh... what am I going to do? I feel like I'm on my way to healing yesterday, and yet I feel like a total mess today. Why am I so weak and so vulnerable- exactly what I DON'T want to be at the moment!

yume

Hi, vume, thank you so very much for sharing with us how you're doing. Grieving does indeed surface our emotional and physical vulnerability. This is normal, vume. For quite awhile you will feel like your emotions are on a horrible roller coaster ride - - up and down, twists and turns and turnarounds -- feeling totally out of control. This is normal, vume, and the best thing to do is to go with the flow as much as possible. I certainly can understand your not wanting to cry in front of your grandmama, but there is the bathroom you can retreat to and the stairwells for privacy. I remember being ever so thankful for the privacy of the restroom at work where I could go to regain my composure so that I could go back to my desk to continue my work.

You have a lot of major stress going on in your life right now, vume, and this is going to take its toll on you both emotionally and physically. It is important that you allow yourself the private time to grieve for your beloved Pearl as well to as release the stress of your grandmama's health concerns. I hope her surgery goes okay and that her recovery will be speedy and uneventful.

Vume, I wish there was some way I could take all this pain from you, but unfortunately I do not have that power. The only thing I can offer you is my sincerest friendship and all that goes with it - - my very best to offer you comfort, encouragement, support, and hope. Please know you are in my thoughts and prayers, vume, and that I look forward to knowing how things are going for you and your grandmama.

Peace and blessings,
moon_beam

I just wanted to say how sorry I am to read your story, your little Pearl was a beautiful dog!!! Your story made me cry so much, not that that is hard to do right now, but how utterly tragic, my heart aches for you.

Just wanted to say hello and how sorry I am. Big hug to you!!!

Yume...OMG! I am SO sorry. I lost my dog 2 days after you lost yours but at least my Takoda went quickly, or so I was told.

Unfortunately, a lot of dog owners do not understand that there are other dog owners. Actually, let me rephrase that: Most people have NO idea that other people exist. That being said, your neighbour is obviously an idiot who got a husky just because huskies are handsome dogs. Huskies will NOT attack unless they are threatened or bored stiff. Huskies need a LOT of exercise. They pull sheds, for Pete's sakes! Your neighbour's husky was obviously frustrated and needed to vent. Unfortunately for you, it took its frustration out on little Pearl.

Yume, in a perfect world, dogs would not be domesticated. They would be running wild and fending for themselves better than we ever can. However, this is not a perfect world. My Takoda is gone, as well. I do not know if I would have felt better had she died in my arms or not. All I know is that she is dead but I have yet to find her body and bring her home.

Yume, Takoda never got along with other dogs. However, I feel that she is running around with Pearl right now, looking down on us.

Again, I am sorry for your loss.

To StormyCloud, DakodaMyLove and Moon_beam,

Thank you for all of your replies. For the past week, I sorted things out and calmed down a bit. I got a detailed report from the pet hospital and waited for pet control officers to come by to file a complaint. I feel like I'm moving forward, a little at a time. For the past 2 days, I've been keeping myself busy and trying very hard to put my life back in order. I know for a fact that it won't be the same ever again, but I believe it could be done... as long as I stay positive.

Thank you so much for all of your support,

yume

I'm very sorry to hear about your loss. I believe that your precious Takoda and my little Pearl would become friends. Just like your Takoda, my little Pearl don't really get along with others since she like to bark at times- but I'm sure they'll be meeting more friends and playing with each other. To be honest, I feel relieved that my little Pearl gets to know Takoda- at least I believe she won't be alone and unhappy. Hope we all could one day stop grieving and start healing.

yume

To who-ever that's reading,

I have been posting at this site for the past week, and I have found myself writing and posting as if I'm writing diary entries. This is my first time posting such an emotional event online, but I find it very effective. I hope no one would mind if I ramble on.

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Yesterday, my sister, my mother and I had a little ceremony at 7pm for my Pearl. It marked the 7th day (a week) after her death. We all believe it is a day where Pearl comes back to visit us. We had her favourite toys and treats placed outside on the stairs in case she wanted to play and eat. I sat outside for an hour or so before I went back into the house. We all are very emotional and it was a very quiet night.

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Today, I slept-in until noon when my sister comes in and woke me up. There was an officer outside the door holding a bunch of complaint forms. I felt very relieved since I was worried if pet control is going to send anyone out to follow my case. We talked and the officer took notes, then we moved outside to take a look at the scene where the event happened.

The next door neighbor's dog was left outside AGAIN. The dog jumped up and stuck his head over and started barking. At that moment, I felt a chill down my spine- the feeling of horror (just like that night when my Pearl died) clinged to me. I remembered my mother screaming and how much I cried that it suffocated me. For the rest of the day, I walked around feeling extremely EMPTY inside- as if I was hallow.

During times when I'm extremely busy, I find myself better. I would totally disregard my emotions and focus on something else. I think that was how I got through the day until I sat down in front of my laptop and started writing this.

As I was writing this entry, I returned back to reality. I remembered what happened and every single detail of it. I sobbed and cried a little. It's a good thing I am now very tired. I feel like I could go right to sleep tonight without taking sleeping pills. Yay!


Good night,
yume

WHAT IS GOING ON???????

Yesterday, I woke up to a very LOUD knock on the door. My sister went to see and it was the neighbor- the mother and the son. My mother and my sister opened the door with the intent of talking to them calmly, but suddenly the son started yelling.

He stood really close to the door and pointed his finger in my sister's face and said "screw your dog, I'm happy that your dog is dead, screw your dog. It's good that your dog got ripped up."

My heart sank at that moment. How could someone be SO UNRESPONSIBLE? It was him who did not look after HIS dog properly and led to my Pearl's death.

Since my grandmother is released after her surgery, I can't have people ringing/banging on the door- so I decided to have the police involved. The police came and asked what happens, then told us not to have any interaction with our nieghbor. If the neighbor steps onto my property or ring the door bell, we were asked not to answer and call the police.

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Today, I slept in until 10:30ish when my sister phoned me. She said that the neighbor filed a report on us about having too many dogs. We only own three dogs at the moment (one is only staying with us until my sister starts school again- cause she's taking the dog back to the university) + one little pug that we're taking care of (for a month) while my friend visit her parents.


I don't know how these people can do this? They first kill my dog and now they're accusing us for having too many dogs? I mean. I take care of my dogs like they're my little babies whereas they leave the dog outside all night long without a worry in the world!

What am I gonna do now?

yume

Hi, vume, thank you so much for sharing with us how you're doing. What you are experiencing is typical retailiation. As one who has been involved in neighbor disputes they do tend to escalate, so please follow the instructions of the police.

Unless there is an ordinance limiting the number of dogs you can have on your property, your neighbors have no cause against you. Furthermore, since you have proof that two of the companions in your charge are for temporary care, the neighbors have no cause. What they are doing is harassing you for the action you have taken against them for their dog maliciously killing your beloved Pearl. So, once again - - follow the instructions of the police.

I also need to caution you about letting your companions, and those who are in your temporary care - - outside on their own. Your neighbor is emotionally unstable - -that has been proven -- and could put poisoned food in your yard, or in a fit of rage physically harm them. As a precaution, it would be for your peace of mind, and the health of your companions, to be with them when they are outside.

I know from personal experience how things can escalate. Several years ago for my companions safey I had to move out of the house we were living in into a home that was in a more "countryside" setting. I have no regrets for this move. But even here a few years ago I had to write another resident a letter about letting his dogs run loose onto my property which were a threat to me and to my companions. I also stopped by the sheriff's office to ask an officer what I could do to protect myself on my own property, and the officer told me some things I could do. I think a sheriff also stopped by the neighbor's house to back up my certified letter to him. Thankfully this time there have not been any negative responses from this. The reason for my sharing this with you is to let you know that what you are experiencing is typical for emotionally unbalanced people. No, this doesn't make it "easier" to handle - - but hopefully it will help you to not feel so alone and isolated in what you are going through.

Vume, I am so sorry you are having this additional harassment to deal with on top of the stress of grief from losing your beloved Pearl's physical presence with you. The good news in what you shared with us is that your grandmother is home recovering from her surgery, and I hope and pray that her recovery will be speedy and uneventful.

Vume, thank you so very much for sharing with us how things are going. I hope the remainder of today is being kind to you. Please know you are in my thoughts and prayers, and that I look forward to knowing how you're doing.

Peace and blessings,
moon_beam

Yume, your neighbours are psychopaths. That's what they are. I cannot believe what happened to you! What happened to me was JUST as insane. I have posted the whole thing on Kijiji: http://toronto.kijiji.ca/c-pets-other-ATRO...QAdIdZ342194823

Yume, your pearl is now running around with Takoda. I also lost another German Shepherd, Genghis, last year to old age. He died in my arms but with dignity.

To moon_beam,

I only let my other dogs out when my neighbor's dog is back inside the house. I'm just too afraid what would happen if that husky jumps over the fence. I always watch my dogs when they're outside in the backyard, but I've never thought of poisoned food. Thank you for telling me... From now on, I'll probably walk my dogs at the dog-park instead of letting them out in the backyard.


Thank you for sharing your experience with me,
yume

To TakodaMyLove,

I'm actually only an hour drive from you. I read your post and I know how hard it is to loss a companion to such a tragic incident. I told my mother about the incident and she also felt it was outrageous. We were thinking of coming to help you find Takoda, but we had to pick up my Pearl's ashes from the vet hospital and look after my grandmama at home. Nonetheless, I hope you could find your Takoda. Let me know how the "search" goes.

yume

Everybody!!! Takoda has been found! For real this time! HOWEVER, Carl did not do as he was asked and went without me. Nevertheless, she is now at the OSPCA in Aurora and I will get her to the vet on Tues, have her cremated and brought home!

Yume, where do you live? Are you on FB? Please click on this link: http://toronto.kijiji.ca/c-community-lost-...QAdIdZ341096911

Get the word out, people! Our stories have to be heard! Let's join forces! You don't have to live in York Region or Canada, for that matter! Make some noise!

God bless!

What a relief! My mother and I are so happy to hear that you found Takoda. Now, Takoda can finally find her way back home with you.

I previously lived in Markham, but had to move in with my grandmama after she fainted from chest pain (her heart is getting weaker) I now live in the Scarborough area.

Hope everything goes smoothly from here on.


yume

Today,

I have been informed that my little Pearl's ashes are finally back at the vet hospital. Her physical body went on a journey to Guelph's "Gateway Pet Crematorium" where she was cremated. I was told a week ago that the process would take 2 weeks- i was surprised that my Pearl's ashes returned so quickly. I'm actually VERY happy that she gets to come home with me today- yesterday night (while laying in bed) I remembered how each year I'll spend new years eve with each other and shared a little piece of whatever I was eating. This year, I get to do that too, but a little different since I can't really share my food anymore (I guess I'll be gaining some weight)

We picked up Pearl's ashes and went home. In the car, we kept calling out to her so that she knows that we're going home. My mother and I held a little ceremony; we lit up candles, burned incense and placed some of her favorite food and toys around her. May the gods and angels protect her and treasure her like I did. Once again, a huge wave of emotion comes rolling towards me and overwhelms me. I couldn't help but cry, but this time, I was able to calm myself down.

I tell myself: I still have things to do, I must stay strong. I have to follow up on the reports that I have made against my neighbor, keep everyone safe from harm, take care of grandmama and to make sure my other dogs stay happy. I feel exhausted all the time, but I believe my little Pearl is always beside me, cheering me on.

I have a feeling I'll see my Pearl in my dreams tonight. I guess I'll be going to bed early today!

yume

Hi, vume, thank you so much for sharing with us how you're doing. Getting our beloved companion's ashes back can be very comforting, and I'm so glad this is the case for you. What a beautiful ceremony you and your mom gave your beloved Pearl. Her sweet Living Spirit is always a part of you, vume. She is always a heartbeat close to you.

I hope today is treating you kindly, vume. Please know you are in my thoughts and prayers, and look forward to knowing how things are going for you.

Peace and blessings,
moon_beam