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Happy HOWLoween from NAK and her 'skhary skharf' -
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Sorry for the poor picture quality - NikNik was excited with all her visitors - all wanting to send her along with LOVE and messages for those already at The Rainbow Bridge and Beyond -
I had taken this pair of slippers along - from my Husky collection of collectibles - NikNik made one her toy
she had a blast with it -
Ashley had called me Tuesday afternoon - telling me of her plans to let Nikki go on Wednesday - and that was celebrating her - which I had seen on FB - so I wasn't surprised by her call - and I was so touched she wanted me to come see her -
So I went - and had a nice visit with Ashley and her family and a friend Ashley - nice time despite the reason for the getting together - I explained she was doing very much the same thing I had done with and for NAK: CELEBRATING - LETTING HER GO - MAKING IT ALL ABOUT HER -
I took the opportunity to give Nikki some messages and khysses to pass along to NAK -
AND as I reminded her on Wednesday...
It's not FURever...it's just...FUR now!
Safe Travels Nikki -
Please wish her well
H&K,
All Of Us At NAK's Khottage
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2 comments:
Godspeed Nikki♥ and huge hugs for your peeps♥
Godspeed Nikki, and our deepest sympathy to your family.
We will all meet again.
North of The Rainbow Bridge
by MakWa4me
The time comes. A Siberian Husky lifts up its head. There is an untested adventure beyond. Time to go.
Across the Rainbow Bridge is a place for all dogs. A river runs wide and shallow with tennis balls that fly with their own wings; that is the place for a Labrador or Golden to await its master's arrival.
The Siberian is not content here. Northward is its trail....
There are soft pastures for Aussies and Border Collies, with sheep and geese to pen. Agility equipment grows like trees amid Frisbees and flyball.
But the North continues its sure wild call, and the Siberian's journey continues....
Now the air is colder. Now the moon is always full. Now the light is silver and it breaks and shimmers on fields of bright snow. Now there are no roads, no walls, no pens, just endless space to run. This is where Siberians gather, North of the Rainbow Bridge.
They wait in this beautiful place, happy, but not complete. Suddenly, a howl begins, as one dog senses someone coming, someone very special. All the Siberians raise their heads and join in the ancient chorus. They dance like moonbeams and sing like winter winds.
There are red ones like dawn streaks, black ones splattered with many colors and silver ones like the first strange hour before light. They line up as if in harness and run together, in a scintillating, many-colored streak. The leader of the team guides the others past the fields and river, with racing feet and racing heart. They rush to greet the new arrival at the Rainbow Bridge, where the leader is rejoined with its beloved person, never to be parted again.
The glory of the reunion is celebrated by all the Siberians dwelling beyond the Bridge, a glimmering, multicolored team leaping and whirling with joy. The light from that scene is what we see on magical evenings in the northernmost parts of this Earth: The Aurora Borealis, the Northern Lights beyond the Rainbow Bridge.
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