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In
thousands of sessions that George Anderson has done, the souls have spoken
about pets as the
"Eyes of God" on the earth. So important are these animals to
the Infinite Light, that they are prized as the closest thing to heaven on
the earth. Our pets love without condition, see without judgment, and
care without expectation.
There are so many stories of how pets bring
joy to our lives, and their passing is every bit as important as their human
counterparts. These are some of the stories from our visitors whose
lives were touched and changed forever by the love of a precious pet.
If you would like to contribute a story about the life, love, and passing of
your pet, please send it to us at
stories@georgeanderson.com
Be sure to put in the subject line "eyes of god."
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Dina
Dina came to me unexpectedly… my Mom was in the hospital after surgery, so Dad
brought us home after visiting her and we saw a tiny little dog ( that
resembled a German Sheppard but she was obviously a mutt) go right through our
fence and into our garage. We followed her into the back of the little shed
where my Dad kept his motorcycle… she squeezed through a space no bigger than
12 inches tall and 6 inches wide…
My dad got the keys to open the shed door and there she was … lying beside her
5 puppies… We couldn’t believe that she was able to pass through that space
pregnant with 5 puppies..!! She was protective yet not aggressive... she must
have known we meant no harm….
Dad thought it would not be a good idea to surprise Mom with this new arrival
since she would not take it too good… but somehow she allowed us to keep her
(since my mother is one of the sweetest human beings in this world).
I named her Dina after my very best friend… and we became inseparable!
We gave away the babies but kept only one… I called her “Chiquita” since she
was the runt… she lived for a very short time... but Dina seemed to understand
the law of nature much better than I did.
She came to my life when I was a misunderstood teen-ager, in the process of
switching schools and losing my best friend.
She taught me pure unconditional love, and trust.
When my mom sent me to run little errands, we would play hide and seek… she
would walk ahead of me and I would hide behind a tree without her noticing…
when she felt me gone... she would come back tracking me with her sharp sense
of smell… (The joke was on me…)
She would come with me to the bakery… at first I feared that she would just
help herself to the trays of bread that were at her reach… but she never did
.. In fact a few times I asked her to sit outside and she did... Almost as if
she had gone to obedience school..!!!
Dina also smiled… showing her teeth but always wagging her tail.
This little dog was extremely wise and very grateful. She protected our home
from strangers and I remember one time, when a vendors showed at the gate
selling dresses… our little dog took them off him and dragged them into the
garage… the poor man had to ring the bell to get his merchandise back.
Dina got run over by a motorcycle … and the guy who ran her over happened to
be a vet. He fixed her broken leg and later cured the hematoma she developed
in one ear.
She was an exceptional little spark in my life… until my Dad thought she was
more trouble than help. He took her away to his factory about 45 minutes of
highway driving away from home. I visited her a few times, but one day when I
came back from school, I found her waiting at home!!! I thought my Dad had
changed his mind…but little did I know, she had escaped and somehow… though
traffic and busses, she made it back to me.
Dad took her back, but she became very aggressive and one day they told me she
had escaped again and was never seen…again.
I think I know her fate… but there was nothing I could have done.
I hope to see her again waiting for me when I pass over… smiling and wagging
her tail as we play hide and seek…
Now … many years later I have been adopted yet again, but this time by a stray
cat we call “Spectro” since she likes to “appear” at my kitchen window. She
is like a white ghost… and we all love her very much
J
Montse
Our
most profound thanks to the contributors to this page for their heartfelt
stories, and for their courage--it helps inspire all of us who love, have
loved, and will love a precious pet.
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