The Diary of an Angel

My Trip to the Rainbow Bridge

I know that I don't post much but I thought I would share my trip to the bridge with you all..

I just got old. Nothing was wrong with me, but then I suddenly got this tumor. It kept growing, and growing every day, on my stomach. Mom noticed this tumor and didn't notice it was actually a tumor till two days passed. For weeks and weeks, months and months, and more weeks, she continued to give me that tea that I loved, to fix my tumor. It shrinked and was close to disappearing, and then one day, I just passed away. My attitude died down, I just wanted to sit in the corner, lay down and pass away by myself. Mom didn't want that tumor to disappear otherwise, because I was old and I might have died already from the surgery. She misses me so much and I was 13 & a half years old. She cries whenever she thinks of me and I miss her too, but I jump in from my cloud every now and again to check on my family. She looks past now and remembers our good memories, I used to chew on bookends and the tips of movie tapes. In California (yes, they have had me fur that long, since I was a puppy) I was very loved and when I was in Arizona with them, I was loved. And I still am.