The night she died, was like any other. When we came home she was so cute and the bottom left picture in the collage was the last picture I took of her. It was just hours before we found her in the back yard. The comfort I get is that I took that picture when we came in the door. It was like she was asking me to! Then a little later that night, as I was laying on the couch, she stood and stared at me. She stood there for the longest time. It was so long in fact that I said to Gene..."look at Momo....it's like she was trying to tell me something". I finally said to her "I don't understand!" But now I do. It was like she was saying good-bye, like she was saying "I love you, you gave me a wonderful home".
I don't know what happens to our beloved pets when they die, but after looking to what others say, I have to agree with Billy Graham...
"When asked if animals go to heaven, Graham replied, `I think God will have prepared everything for our perfect happiness' in heaven. If it takes my dog being there, I believe he'll be there."
So, I like to believe my beloved Momo is in heaven, waiting for me! She was truly the best dog ever!
Good-Bye Dear Momo...until we meet again!
