by Allin Woodward.........................................
I miss my Cairn Terrier Bonnie. I had a Lab that died before I got Bonnie, but somehow Bonnie's death has a lasting effect on me. Mainly because she was my dog, and not the family dog. That could be the reason. Over July 4th 2005, this year I visited Bonnie's grave at my parent's river cottage on the Potomac River. Bonnie was cremated and her ashes are in an urn, buried deep in a flower bed at the River Cottage. I stood there, just stood there, looking at Bonnie's Tombstone. And, I said silently "Bonnie, I Miss you Terribly, you will always be my dog, even in death." I continued to stare at the tombstone. It read "Bonnie" 1989-2005" just like a human tombstone might read. I tried as hard as I could, to fight back tears, as I sat down on the dirt and patted Bonnie's grave, not just the tombstone, but the dirt as well. And, for some reason, I could feel Bonnie's presences. Instead of the urn, she was buried in, I could feel her, as if she were still alive. Was this an indication to me, that Bonnie is being taken care of, in doggie heaven, or was Bonnie coming to me, as my guardian angel? I couldn't decide. Bonnie was talking to me, and dogs don't talk, they bark, but Bonnie was saying to me "Mama, please don't grieve for me, I'm in a much better place." I know the day will come when I die, and see Bonnie again. But, is it normal to cry, while typing this story, 6 or 7 months after Bonnie's death?