Lily the cat and Daisy the dog were best friends. They lived together with Mom for a whole bunch of years. One day Daisy said she needed to leave. It made Lily sad.
Daisy watched Lily from the other side of the rainbow bridge. It made Daisy cry to see her best friend unhappy. Daisy thought about coming back across the rainbow bridge. But then she remembered how hard it was to be a puppy. She loved her life as a grown-up. But being a pup before Mom found her was really hard.
Daisy thought and thought about what she could do to help cheer Lily. Daisy also wanted to make Mom happy. Mom had made her happy, so it was only fair. But Daisy really didn’t want to be a puppy. Then she had the idea. Why not send Lily and Mom a grown-up dog. That’s where I come in. I’m Piper. And I’m all grown-up. I’m nine years old.
Once Daisy found me, she knew I was the perfect friend for Lily and 4-legged new daughter for Mom. That’s when the magical miracles began. That’s what Mom says when extra special things happen—magical miracles. The magical miracles were when Daisy found me, and I found Lily and Mom.
I loved my Mommie Kim and my doggy siblings. But Angel Daisy came and told me I was needed elsewhere. She said it was a long drive in a car. I like car rides, so I said okay.
At first it was really scary in my new home. There weren’t any other dogs to scare me. But there was Lily. She’s a cat. I don’t know about cats. She doesn’t even know how to bark. Instead, she makes really funny sounds. Lily was scared too. I could tell. But Daisy stayed near me all the time. She stayed with Lily too. Daisy can do that. She’s an angel remember. And angels are magical. Daisy is still here making the scary go away.
Mom makes it unscary too. She gave each of us our own places, like our own beds. Lily never gets in mine, and I never get on hers. I really, really like it when Mom sits down to put on her shoes. She pets me with her left hand and Lily with her right. At night we all sit on the sofa together. Lily is on one side of Mom. I’m on the other side.
I’m not sure if we’ll be really good friends the way Lily and Daisy are. Maybe we will. Sometimes I get real close to her. I even sniff under her tail. Sometimes she gets really close to me. She even walks under my head or just watches me when I’m sleeping.
Even if we’re not best friends yet, we get along. Daisy likes that. So does Mom. Guess I do too. Never thought I’d be friends with a cat, but Lily’s special. So, I guess it’s okay to be her friend. Daisy says it is. And she’s my angel. When your angel tells you it’s okay, I guess that means it’s okay.
Piper I know you are a very lucky little lady. Lily will come around I promise .
Mommy Diania loves you 💕 you are so lucky
Arf, arf, thank you Mommie Kim for taking such good care of me and for letting me go live in the country. I love you.
Thank you for this beautiful story. I would like to share a story too, of my similar experience. I had a white German shepheard named Sadie. She got me through breast cancer, colon surgery for endometriosis, partner break up, and moving. She passed away quickly when her spleen ruptured due to cancer. Within an hour she was gone. I fell to pieces and wanted to go with her. She was my friend, my partner, my rock. I grieved for her hard and long. A couple of weeks later I was putting on my shoes getting ready to go to work. It was dark, an early November morning. All of a sudden in my mind’s eye I saw a big red dog with floppy ears standing in the doorway of my bedroom. I looked at her and said, “Are you my new dog?” She responded, “Yes.” I said “Well you have a long wait. You’re not Sadie.” Two weeks later someone I knew told me about her son needing a home for his dog. He got her when he was lonely and loved her. But now he has a 12 hour a day job and lives with a woman and her 5 children. The dog lives in her cage all day long. He wants her to have a better life. The friend asked if it was too soon for me to get another dog. I said, “Yes, but I will come see her.” This was Monday before Thanksgiving. I went to his home and there she was. A mastiff/boxer mix, red with floppy ears. She came up to me and gently put her head on my knee. I asked if I could take her home for the night to see how she gets along with my cat. He agreed. She never went back because she filled the empty hole in my heart. Her name was Page, but I knew it wasn’t her name. I went through the alphabet until I got to S. Sage. Yes, that’s her name. She is a sage. I was told later by her and Sadie that she and Sadie had an agreement. When it was time for Sadie to cross the rainbow bridge, Sage would step in to take her place. Not so much replace Sadie but to continue the journey with me. Turns out the three of us had made that agreement. Sage turned out to be a healer. She would heal visitors to my home and she would heal me. Two days before she died she did her last healing on me. I had developed a condition in my esophagus where I could not swallow certain things and it was getting worse. I was doing a Reiki session on Sage and I saw the golden healing light coming down through my head and then it stopped at my throat. I felt something physically move, something large. The energy kept moving downward to my hands to Sage. I could swallow. The conditon was healed! She will be gone two years next month and my throat is still completely healed. I am forever grateful for these two dogs in my life. I know I will join them someday for bonds like this never end. I adopted a senior dog 3 years before Sage died. He is now 15 years old. He is not like Sadie or Sage, but he too came into my life before Sage died so that he would be with me through my grief. He has a steady, calm energy and a happy smile. I wonder, is Ralphie part of the agreement too? The answer is yes.
What a beautiful story. Thank you so much for sharing your story and your love.