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HAVE YOU HAD CONTACT WITH A RAINBOW BRIDGE PET?

  
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ZOYA

Zoya -Our- Family's- Guardian		 
 
Barked: Mon Aug 28, '06 3:16pm PST 
Hi all-Glad to see everybody is making it over to this group! This is going to an interesting place to be. I think we should repost our stories in this Group because new people will be joining and not know where we came from. I'll start.

Hi-My Zoya crossed the Rainbow Bridge a year ago in August. I have had quite a few "unusual" things happen since. The first was three days later, when, in the midst of my grief, I found myself with rescue dog, Annie. Please read the full story on both their sites. What I didn't post on the site, was about 3 months after Zoya passed, I woke up at 3AM to Zoya barking in my room. No, I wasn't dreaming. The barking woke me up! For two months before she passed, Zoya didn't bark at all. She just didn't. This bark was as strong as ever and just three times then two-her usual cadence, when she wasn't barking for danger or stranger.

Although I have washed Zoya's bed in the bedroom, Annie doesn't sleep there; she sleeps in the LR at night. She has occasionally, napped in the bedroom and she has NEVER tried to jump on my bed. D'ya think Zoya might be hanging around?

I have also had two dreams-one in which Zoya was resting with several other big dogs in a glamorous doggy vet/spa and the attendant asked if I wanted to see her for just a few minutes. When I said yes, she woke up, spun around and jumped into my arms. Something she couldn't do as a 65lb. adult dog. She was light as a feather because she was in spirit. We could only visit for a few minutes and then she went back to her sleeping buddies and went back to sleep too. Recently, I had another dream where Zoya came running across a field and again into my arms, licking and snuggling. This time there was no one else there and when I woke up I was so happy to have spent time with my happy, beautiful Zoya. It was a healing dream and I feel better knowing that she is still around to visit or roam the house and yard. My Howi often sits under the tree where I buried her or sits with me on the garden bench I between the tree and the butterfly garden and I know he is thinking about her and misses her too. He is friends with Annie but it was Zoya who helped him when he first arrived as a sick rescue cat and they had a very special bond. He misses her a lot. A story for another forum, perhaps.
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Rex

Singing Cowboy- Poet Comic
 
 
Barked: Mon Aug 28, '06 8:52pm PST 
Awwww, what a beautiful story! How heartwarming to know that she is watching over you and showing her love!

And please fell free to share any stories you have, this is the place for them!
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Bob- (1989-2005)

Do I smell food?		 
 
Barked: Mon Aug 28, '06 9:46pm PST 
This is a double post since I just figured out baout hreads, Duh!

Hi guys. Wow, we all did it. We have a group. Woof Woof! I am so excited I'm going to lift my leg (like I did when I was living on earth all the time!, no matter where I was!).

I am on the other side now but have communicated with my human companion a few times. Unfortunately, she cannot recall one of the very first communiiques (she must have Alzheinmer's), but the SECOND one she remembers clearly.

I had passed on about a week earlier and they were waiting for my ashes to bring home. But here, let my companion tell it in her own words:

Thanks Bob! Well, we were all pretty upset and about a week had gone by and I got a call that Bob's ashes were ready to be picked up. I was with my two daughters, ages 10 and 6 ,in the car running errands. So we went over to the vet, picked up Bob's ashes and drove over to my mom's to get something (I can't rememebr what). Now, I am a very big believer that people and animals communicate with you after they pass on, you just have to be open to when it happens - people miss the communications alll the time. The theory is there are no coincidences.

Anyhow, my older daughter ran into her grandma's house to get whatever it was and I was sitting in the car in the driveway feeling pretty low. I picked up the cedar box with Bob's ashes in it and was really looking at it, feeling sad, and I was thinking, I wish you were here, I wish I knew you were OK. I was very deep in thought.

At that very moment, my 6 year old, in the backseat said, "Oh, here mom, I just found this." So I'm kinda not paying attention and she hands me something. It was an old dog tag of Bob's - it had his name on it - one that I used briefly about 2 years earlier. I hadn't' seen it for ages. Well, I was flabbergasted.

I said, 'Where was this?" and she says, " I just saw it between the seats back here." So then I kind of grilled her - "Did you bring it in?" "No." "Were you looking at it earlier?" "No." She just kept saying that she had just seen it right then and had not seen it earlier.

The poor kid - about two days later, I grilled her again. Bottom line, she claims she just suddenly saw it wedged in the seat, and my other daughter didn't know anything about the tag at all.

So I believe without a doubt that Bob was communicating with me, telling me he was around. And yes, there was another thing that happened right before too, which I can't remember for the life of me.
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Bob- (1989-2005)

Do I smell food?		 
 
Barked: Mon Aug 28, '06 9:48pm PST 
Double post again:

Here is a story I posted in my dairy. If you already read it I'm sorry, but it's more for the new people who may join up:

Diary entry:

AUG 7, 2006: A very odd thing has happened RE: Bob that I wish to share with any who are wondering if pets communicate from beyond. Well, this is what happened yesterday.

But first let me backtrack a bit...

Bob passed away about 15 months ago. Prior to that he had been on Dogster about one year. During those 12 months he got maybe six requests to be a pup pal. (The rest of the pals noted on his site are the co-links from our other dog Rosie.) Right after he passed, he got a couple of requests.

After that, about a year went by. Rosie got quite a few requetss but Bob didn't get any. I was thinking just about six weeks ago, that Bob obviously wasn't getting many requests and that was probably how it was going to be. My mom was sick and I was thinking about him a lot. I was wishing he would communicate somehow. A day or two later, there was an email request for a pup pal. I opened it, assuming it was for Rosie, but it was for Bob. It did enter my head I had made a request for communication, but was realistic that this was all just a nice coincidence.

I clicked on the pup photo and it was SASSY, and she took my breath away. It was as if I was looking at Bob, Sassy looked identical, same facial expression, markings and coloring. I wrote to Saasy's family about this coincidence and how it really moved me

I never heard back from Sassy's family. Then yesterdy morning, on my daughter' s 12th birthday, I was looking at the little black cocker spaniel statuary I have outisde my bedroom patio. It looks so much like Bob and I thought long and hard about how much I missed him. Later that afternoon, about six weeks afteer that unanswered mail to Sassy, Sassy sent a reply. In it, her family noted that they didn't realize they had mail. Certainly, a COINCIDENCE it was sent on my daughter's birthday, but again I just shrugged it off.

That email was sent at 1:14 p.m. By 3 p.m. I had received TEN addiitonal requests for Bob to be a pup pal. None for Rosie, all for Bob. That totalled 11 emails for Bob in one hour and 45 minutes. After the first 4 emails, I thought someone must be playing a joke. I get a lot of emails but after that 4th email, evey time the sound went off signaling a new email, I literally was scared to open the mail application. It was always a new request for Bob to be a pup pal. One of them was 4 minutes apart, both from totally different people.

Within 24 hours, I had 40 pup pal requests for Bob. What I found out later was that Sassy had posted a message somewhere asking folks to say hi to Bob. The fact that her email response to me, her post on the message board, and the pup pals requests all happened on my daughter's birthday - right after I asked Bob to communiicate with me - is a coincidence I can't help but believe was another message from Bob.

I might also add that I rarely ask Bob to communicate with me. I thnk of him a lot, but in a joyous happy way.
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Mr. Doolittle- beloved '87-'05

Good night,- sweet prince		 
 
Barked: Mon Aug 28, '06 11:07pm PST 
My mommy posted this in the forum Psychic Dogs but the day before that she asked the group In Loving Memory if any had such an experience - no one has answered.
Anyway, my mom will go on with the rest of the story . . .
When Mr. Doo passed - that night, after I had just gone to bed, I felt the hair on the back of my neck stand up. Then I felt a paw scratching at my shoulder. I REALLY felt it - and it was NOT any of my living dogs.
I truely believe that Mr. Doo was letting me know that everything was OK and that he was saying good-bye until we meet again.
I have not had any visits from him since. I like to think he is enjoying himself, now. No arthritis; seeing perfectly; running in the grass and chasing those wascally wabbits! (Love you, DOO!)
Mr. Doolittle- beloved '87-'05

Good night,- sweet prince		 
 
Barked: Mon Aug 28, '06 11:12pm PST 
I haven't visited my mommy again because I still see her crying, a lot, over me. She is still so sad - I don't want to do anything that will make her cry more. (Love you too, mommy!!!)
Rascal Gone- but Not- Forgotten

I'm a slightly- strange, but- happy boy!		 
 
Barked: Tue Aug 29, '06 4:26am PST 
I wish we had been so lucky. I have lost multiple four legged friends in my lifetime. To know that they were once again happy and healthy would be wonderful. One in particular I would love to have contact with. When I was in my teens I had a little pound pup. He looked like a Corgi, little short legs, big ole ears and a pert intelligent little face. I lived in a rural area at the time and he had the run of the area. Unfortunately he got hit by a car, my cousin and I found him in a ditch with two broken legs. We took him to the vet and they casted both legs. Because I was still in high school his care fell to my mother. They bonded so strongly. The vet was amazed at how well he healed and how quickly he returned to normal activity. Sadly, one evening my mom was leaving to pick me up from work. She didn't realize Skipper had run under the car (something he normally never did). She hit him and killed him. She was totally devastated and always felt guilty. It would have been great if there had been some contact from Skipper to let us know he was ok. I like to think that now she and my dad have been reunited with him as well as Taffy, Buffy, Nanok, Mugsy, Buttons and Baron.
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ZOYA

Zoya -Our- Family's- Guardian		 
 
Barked: Tue Aug 29, '06 10:01am PST 
Thank you for posting your very personal experiences. We know that these cannot always be shared easily. My own rule of thumb is if I believe it is real and not just a coincidence, then it is real. The dreams I've had of Zoya were not like other dreams, not only did I remember every detail but I was aware that I was "somewhere else" at the time. I believe the dog tag in the backseat story as well as the dog paw on your shoulder. I just had something of interest happen on Annie's official birthday, last week.

When Annie was picked for Dog of the Week in July, I wanted to buy her a really cool bandana and we went to three different pet stores to find one. Then a friend suggested I go to a fabic store and buy the material and make one so I stopped looking that week. The following week, I was folding laundry and there were some comforters that I left on top of the dryer that I kept forgetting to bring in with the regular weekly stuff. I finally decided to bring these in and Zoya's monkeybaby toy fell out. I would have bet $100, that I buried monkeybaby with Zoya in the Zoya Memorial Citrus Grove. OK So next time I am in the kitchen, I notice Zoya's only bandana on the floor under the hook where I used to keep her leash and the bandana. I felt like I was in the Twilight Zone. I was almost positive, I buried that with her also. Then, the thought hit me-why don't I honor Annie by giving her Zoya's favorite bandana! And that's what I did and Annie strutted, well, in her case, did the Beardie bounce, all around the house and whereever we went out that day. She just knew this was a special for her-Annie has two other bandanas and doesn't act like that when she wears those-go figure!

I'm going to call my friend, the pet psychic this week and ask her to read over our threads and "weigh in". I'm not sure if we have chat capabilities here but will certainly find out. Zoya and Annie's Mom, Gini
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Bob- (1989-2005)

Do I smell food?		 
 
Barked: Tue Aug 29, '06 11:16am PST 
Mr. Doolittle,

I am sure you were letting your human companion know you were there with her. According to Jogn Edward and others who have spoken about pets, they say they are still with us, curled up on the same chair they always slept on or going with us in the car.

The way I look at it is if you've lived a long life and then been hampered by a lot of pain (arthritis, etc), the pet is now free and running around. I believe they are happily doing what they love. We know they're not in the OTHER PLACE since all pets are loving and selfless. What could be better?
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Bob- (1989-2005)

Do I smell food?		 
 
Barked: Tue Aug 29, '06 11:24am PST 
Zoya,

Wow, what a powerful story. It gives me a chill. Yes, those are the things I believe are real - when a total coincidence like that pops us, finding the toy, the bandana just at that moment.

Sometimes a dream is just a dream, and sometimes ,I believe ,it is direct communication. You have to go with your gut.

My dad passed on ten years ago and I kept waiting for him to contact me. It took a year and a half and then I had such a powerful dream where I opened a door expecting someone else and he just barged into the dream and sat down, putting his leg up on a chair and his arms crossed behind his head. I awoke with a start and was shaking. I knew it was real.

I subsequently had two more dreams about him in the following 8 years, only one of which I felt was his contacting me again. The other dream I just felt was a dream. I think if you listen to your intuition you can tell.
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