Finding Willow I just said goodbye to my companion of 12 years. He was a Lab/German Shepherd mix. At this moment, I feel as though my heart will never repair. I saw Willow in a recurring dream that I had in 1999, just after my husband and I bought a small ranch near Glacier National park in Montana. In the dream, I was running uphill in deep snow, playing with a white dog who was so energetic and fun that I awoke excited every time after the dream occurred. I had always been deathly afraid of dogs since I was a small child and a neighbor’s German Shepherd had bounded across the street, killing a new kitten I had taken outside to a flowerbed. As an adult, I would go into a panic attack if a dog ever approached me. I knew living on a ranch in Montana would be a good place for me to cure my fear of dogs and I had just started entertaining the idea of finding one, when my dreams started about this white dog. My husband and I went shopping one weekend, and across a parking lot a woman was holding a small white ball of fluff, and I literally ran to her side and asked if she was going to purchase it. Willow’s litter was in a box outside the store and I knew he was “the One”! I put him in my arms and never let go until two weeks ago, when it was necessary to send him to the other side. His upper half was great. His back legs no longer worked. That was the hardest decision in my life and I can’t wait to cross over and hug that guy again! He protected me from bear and mountain lion at the ranch, and from coy dogs in upstate New York at our second home. He got lymes disease from ticks in the NE and this speeded up his deterioration. All through a long life, he was the greatest thing that ever happened to me. LONG LIVE DOGS!!!! Now every pair of doggy eyes I gaze into, look like Willow to me. No wonder God spelled backward is DOG!
Thank you Sherry, for your wonderful service to our pets at Pet Cremations! You mean the world to my family. Bringing Willow home yesterday was such a release.