A Child’s Shihtzu Doggie Just Died! Is He Okay?

Aurora writes:

Hello. I lost my pet Shihtzu on Sunday, 1-17-16. He died after getting hit by a car, right before my brother’s birthday. It feels really really lonely without him, and I don’t think that I can really cope with this, especially after my first dog died 2 years ago. It’s still really hard to not cry every time I think about them. Dusty was just so active, and playful in one moment, but then he just suddenly died, after my dad came into the house saying, “Dusty was killed.” I can’t imagine coming home without him jumping on me, or living without him. He was only 2 years old.
I don’t know if an 11 year old person like me can cope with this. I cry as I type this, but I really want to know if Dusty is okay. My dad told me that when a car was coming by, Dusty just suddenly ran in front of the wheel, and I don’t know if he hated my family and wanted to commit suicide. Now because he’s gone, I feel really empty, and I just really miss his sitting on my feet as I eat, sleeping next to the couch with me when I fall asleep on the couch, cuddling with him, him stealing my shoes and my dinner, nibbling my fingers when we play, and his puppy eyes for when he wants to go outside.
I really loved him, and wish he was still alive.

Oh, my Holy Spirit! You know that when I am reading Aurora’s beautiful letter and copying it into my journal in order to take Your dictation, that I wonder how in the world You can answer this to help her through the agony of her shock and grief about losing Dusty, just yesterday. All I can think of doing is just to embrace her and hold her close and cry along with her. How can any human on this planet say anything, at all? Either right now, or years from now, to help her live with this sadness because she no longer has this little darling baby of hers to hold and kiss and play with? I have no words to help because I’m human too, living where we can’t witness what happens next. Oh, my Holy Spirit! Can You help us?

“Oh My Linda Layli, Layli Linda! Yes, I can, yes, I can…..(this is repeated many times). I Am feeling very loving towards Aurora right now. She is so grown up in her letter to Me and I’m sorry that she has to go through this test. And, I can only feel sorry for her brother, too, and her whole family. But, to have it happen on her brother’s birthday is very, very unusual…..”

Unusual? That’s an odd thing to say. What do You mean? Is there ever anything “usual” about accidental death, ordinarily? It must be hard on him to have a tragedy happen on his birthday!

“Deaths and Births/Births and Deaths, are just Enterings and Exitings from one Plane of Existence into another one. When it happens to you, or to any living creature, it’s a pleasant transition. On Earth, humans are happy about birth and frightened of death.So, families celebrate one annually….. such as anybody’s birthday, but they try to block out the thought and memory of every death, don’t they?

I Am so sorry that this happened on your brother’s birthday and I think that is the first problem that We need to address and try to remedy. He must be so sad to lose Dusty as your family pet. Dusty was his pet, too.

So, not wanting to step away from your agony…. We’ll come back to that right away….. but, your brother might need your help right now. He has lost a dog and a birthday! So, please go and hug him and help him in any way you can. He might be feeling punished in some way; similar to your wondering if Dusty was trying to get away from your family if he hated it, and suicide was his only solution? Animals don’t commit suicide. They are love machines and they love to be part of a family like yours. But, this must have been a blow to your brother to have his birthday turn so terrible and sad. So, let’s let Dusty say something here. He’s sorry that this happened like it did. He didn’t mean to get killed. It just happened all of a sudden!”

“Aurora, this is Dusty! I don’t know why I did that happy little run. Now, I know about the streets and danger about those big car wheels! I won’t do it, ever again! But, I guess that’s not much comfort……

I miss you too! It’s okay, Honey! I’m right here beside you but I know you can’t see me. Can you please forgive me? I love you so much! I love all of you, so much! I would be there with you now if I could get back into my body. But, it’s very, very nice here too; as you will see when you pass away from this Earth Below and die into this great, big, beautiful world Up Here!

We will be together again, so don’t you worry about that. But, it will take time. You have a great, long life ahead of you and it will be filled with pets who will be coming up to me as their own turn comes. Nobody knows these lengths of lives and Time is very long on the early side of it; but very short when you look back, from Up Here.

It’s like you taking hold of some kind of rubber stretchy toy, and me pulling it a long, long way out. Maybe that feels like it takes forever and that it can be stretched farther than you would expect. But then, what happens when I open my mouth, or it pops out, and “boinoings” back at you? Kapow! That could knock you down, couldn’t it?

That’s the way Death is! One minute, you’re playing with a toy and everything is cool, and you’re happy. And, the very next second, something knocks you flat on your back and you’re dead! Boink! Just like that! And, then suddenly, you are the center of attention and everybody’s crying and you can’t even figure out what happened. There’s that innocent stretchy toy, lying on the ground, along with your body. And you can’t figure out what went wrong with the game you were just playing!

There’s not usually any way to avoid EVERY danger Down There on that dangerous Earth Planet. I see now why people don’t play in the street! But, death can come any old way and I wouldn’t want to give up stretchy toys, for instance. Can you see what I’m driving at? 

I don’t think that driver saw me….!

Honey, you’ve got to live your life and try to be sensible but don’t worry a whole lot. It’s okay about me. I would advise finding another little furball to eventually send Up Here to me, because our lives are short compared to humans. So, just get used to that idea. But, we can still work and play together between these dimensions.

I love you and I’ll see you when you come Home!”