by Rachel Huebel
(Houston, Texas)
I had two wondeful smart Siberian Huskies. The black and white with mix gray and beautiful blue eyes was named Frisco. He was my baby and he died of a stroke one early morning around 2:30am. He was 7 years old. He then went into a coma and never woke up. I cried and cried for my beloved Frisco.
My husband was asleep on the couch one night and I went upstairs to bed.... and he saw a dog like Frisco going up the stairs to be with me. Frisco always slept with us upstairs and he was a mama's boy. I felt him on my bed... years later my red husky named Lucky passed away too.. he was Frisco's little brother.
Lucky was my baby cakes as I called him and he got to live longer almost 12 years. Lucky got sick, kidneys shutting down and bad hips and couldn't walk anymore.. I was there when the vet put him down and I cried so much for him too..
I have also felt him on my bed and heard his tags on his collar too. I miss both my babies. They made me laugh when they played together. I know they are together now and I will see them soon!
I miss them so much.
I one time asked God to give me a sign to see where my dogs are and he has.
I know there is a Rainbow Bridge. Frisco has been gone 5 years now and Lucky just passed away June 1st 2012.
I miss them both so much!!!!!!!!
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