by mary larson
One day as I was driving to the grocery store, I was feeling very sad over the loss of our dog Thomas. Thomas had cancer that covered his lungs and he had to be put down. I needed a sign that he was o.k. I missed him so much. As I was driving, in my thoughts I just said to myself (Thomas, give me a sign that you are alright.) I proceeded to the store and did my shopping. On the ride home, there was a bright yellow car in front of me. Looking down at the lisence plate, I noticed the plates read WOOF. Thomas couldn't of let me know in any other than his own words that he was alright. I am sure it was his message to me!