I know it
has been a while since I’ve posted anything from me, but today I
have some news about the dog that almost came into our life to
stay. I found that it brought to me more of what is taking place
in many people’s lives these days; measures of karmic issues and
the resolution of them to prepare us for our new return to who
we truly are. Here is today’s Wake up Call.
Call: Nancy, November15, 2018
beloved dog, Cassie died on April 15, we’ve known that some day
she would come back in another wonderful dog. Then on the
evening of Thursday, November 08 I got a clear message from her
soul, which told me that we should look for a dog we want and
then she would go into it on her soul level. That is because the
karma of that soul is completely clear and it is time for the
dog’s soul to have that wonderful, peaceful, loving energy in
the new dog in our lives.
The next day Bob found on the
bulletin board at the post office a post that told of a border
collie in Tucson that was for sale. We love that breed of dog,
so we answered the post, and went to see about it this past
Saturday, Nov. 10. The dog was so cute; he had a brother, who
was also for sale, and mother and father; he lived with them,
and there were 3 or 4 other dogs at the home. There were also
some sheep, because the wonderful woman who had the dogs was
also a sheep breeder. So the dog that we were interested in,
whose name is Jim, was the one of the two that were for sale and
he was more docile than the other. So Jim is the one whom we
bought and brought home.
On the 1+1/2 hour ride home I sat
with Jim in the back seat. I could tell he was feeling a bit
upset, because he was drooling on me, and after awhile he threw
up the treats we all had given him before leaving. I felt so bad
for him; I hugged him and talked with him softly and lovingly. I
also decided that I wanted to call him Jimmie, rather than just
Jim, because he was only about 10 months old.
After we got home, around 4:00,
we took him through the yard to show it to him and to see if he
needed to release anything else from his body, which he didn’t.
Then we took him in and quickly showed him the rooms downstairs
to show him his new home, then settled him on a doggie sleep pad
covered with a blanket. He was so quiet and seemed so in
disarray we wanted him to feel at ease. We fed him some of the
new food we’d gotten for him, and he certainly ate plenty of it.
Then after a little while he went to the door, and so Bob took
him back out on his leash to see if he needed to release
anything. Soon after he was walking around, he squatted and
released, so that was good. After walking him a little more Bob
brought him back in, and he laid on the doggie pad, and was very
quiet for some time. That gave us time to check our email, etc,
as well as check back on him occasionally.
After a little while, we decided
to check and see if he wanted to go back out. I thought of
opening the doggy door we had closed after Cassie died, and when
I took Jimmie to it, he ran right through it and went straight
for the drive-through gate that was closed. We couldn’t believe
that he’d be able to do it, but he was able to get through the
closure where the two gates were locked together. I’d say it was
his determination to get out to find his way back home. We ran
through the gate after opening it, and saw him turn on to the
street at the end of the alley that the gate opened onto. I
couldn’t believe how quickly he disappeared! He got to the end
of the street where the Wagon Wheel restaurant is, and turned to
the right onto the main road, and a few moments later when I got
there, he was nowhere to be seen. He had his leash hanging from
him, and we had hoped that he wouldn’t get caught somewhere out
in the trees where he wouldn’t be seen. We both searched for
him, and then hurried back to the car to drive in the direction
he might have gone, but still no sign of him.
So we went to the Marshall’s
office and told him what had happened. He told us that he would
call the dog patrol woman in town, etc. So we went back home,
and I called the woman who has a newsletter that she sends out
online to the people in the area who have subscribed to it, and
she posted it. We were so upset, but also we knew that he would
be back. We felt so strongly that he was missing his family so
much, that we needed to take him back there, after he is found.
I called the woman we had got him from, and told her we would
return him back home to where he wants to be.
At about 7:00 we got a call from
the Marshall. They found him right up near the Wagon Wheel
restaurant where I had seen him last. Evidently he had gone into
the trees there, or run across the park and back, or something
that kept us from seeing him. We hurried over to the Marshall’s
office and there Jim was hiding under a chair, trembling. Bob
picked him up and I helped him get Jim into the car. When we got
home, we called those we had spoken to and let them know he was
back home and alright. When we called the woman we’d gotten him
from we told her that we would be returning him back to his
family, whom we knew he missed so much.
There was a part of me that was
feeling so sorry because I truly loved him. But I also knew that
he wanted to be back with his family, because they were all he
knew and trusted, etc. I felt that because of how it all
happened that it was the right thing to do. So after awhile I
was watching some of our music concert videos on our sound
system. After some of the words in a song affected me, I felt
that it was a confirmation of our decision to return him to his
home, so I shared that with Bob.
Then after a little while, back
with the music, suddenly I remembered about the time in my first
marriage, back in the late 60’s my husband, our 2 young
daughters and I were on our way into the car to move from our
home in Massachusetts to the new home we’d be moving into in
Illinois. It was due to a new job that my husband had gotten. As
soon as he started the car and began to leave the driveway, I
suddenly remembered our dog and shouted, “Where’s Jimmy?” He
said, “Oh, don’t worry about him, the neighbors will take care
of him.” I couldn’t believe it, but I could not convince him
that we had to go back and get him. I also didn’t believe that I
had the power to do that. I never got over that completely.
As soon as that remembrance came
to me I realized that this was the karmic issue that I had with
dogs, and that it was about to be cleared. That was why I felt
so strongly about returning Jim back to his home and family. I
could see it as the return that had not been done those years
ago, and now it will be done. I also knew that was why I
immediately decided to call this new dog Jimmie instead of Jim.
My heart lifted, and tears washed away the debris within my
heart. I knew that when the time comes for the new dog in our
lives, it will be with the clarity of what Cassie’s soul had
told me a few days ago. I shared with Bob what I had realized
and he agreed with me, that we would be making the right return
of Jim to his home and family in the morning. We made the trip
with him back to his home and family on November 11, 2018. Isn’t
it interesting that it was Veterans Day! I just realized that!
The mission is complete. Love to
you dear Jim, and all of you dogs who exist here on our planet
earth and beyond.
Love to you all from Bob and me,
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