my guardian angels

I have a zoo crew: 2 dogs and 2 cats, a pack of 4 loving companions in my family. I swear that each of them is an emotional support animal in their own way. Rosie is my registered ESA but the other three absolutely hold the characteristics. Whenever I’m feeling emotional, be it stressed, triggered, or sad and crying from grief, Joey will come running to be with me and demand my attention. Like now, as I’m lying on the couch crying from grief over Daisy, Joey came up and laid on my chest and nuzzled his head against my face and chin. It’s moments like this that make me believe that Daisy comes back to me in these moments, visiting Earth in a physical state for a moment to let me hug her and love her for a moment, for comfort.

I still grieve. I think part of me will forever. It’s not as much as before but I get sad, I grieve. I miss them. I wish they were here with me and I hate that they aren’t. I hate that Mathew Berry was in my life for 10 weeks, killed both of my dogs and took them away from me for forever, and went on his merry way in the world. He was only here for 10 weeks and took both of my dogs, my entire world. I am so angry.

I know that Kirby and Daisy are walking beside me every day. I know that they wait for me at the rainbow bridge and the day we meet again, I will call their names and they will come running into my arms. We will cross that bridge together and spend the rest of eternity together as we were meant to be. And as for Mathew Berry, I know that he is damned to spend all of eternity in the fiery pits of hell. I know that the suffering he feels on Earth is only a fraction of the pain he will suffer for eternity as soon as he takes himself out of this world. He will never know joy, love, or peace. His dog has gone to heaven and they will never be together again. Mathew Berry will suffer alone, as it is meant to be.

And me and my babies, all of them, will run together in grassy fields while the warm sun kisses our skin and the breeze gently teases our hair in the wind. We will be together again and we will be together in peace. Peace awaits us. And I know that time feels slow on Earth but each day that passes here is a second there at the rainbow bridge. We will be together again, in love and peace. As it was, and is, meant to be.

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