Saturday, May 21, 2011
So the Rapture Didn't Happen
It was a sad day today as I rode with a friend to a crematorium in
, to deliver the body of a 77 lb. dog to the facility for cremation. Punta Gorda, FL
An earlier blog tells of a funeral home here in
Southwest Florida that caters to animals as well as humans.
I didn’t see the dog. It was a male, named Harley. It was wrapped, ready to be cremated. As I helped my best friend, Frank, to lift the creature off the “lift” it was on, I gave it a gentle pat … the body was still warm. I felt that warmth. I felt the unconditional love that it had given his owner. I got teary-eyed.
I wanted that brief moment with Harley to be special to him. I wanted him to know that someone, someone other than his human owner, cared.
Then I touched the crematorium. It was warm. It contained the remains of yet another pet that someone in
Southwest Florida cared enough about to have their pet cremated. I don’t know if it was a cat, a dog, a bird or what it might have been.
When Frank and I placed Harley’s still-warm body into the freezer for cremation on Monday, I noticed that there were four more bodies, smaller bodies, in the freezer. Again, I didn't know if they were cats, dogs, birds, snakes ... I had no idea.
It occurred to me that the time was shortly after 6 p.m., the time for the “Rapture,” and I couldn’t help but hope that the animals in the freezer, along with the one that had been recently cremated … the one whose remains were in the crematory “oven” were somewhere in the area of “The Rainbow Bridge.”
I couldn’t help but hope that someday, those precious animals, along with their loving “humans” would be re-united at “The Rainbow Bridge.”
I thought of my Foxy Lady … and tears flowed. I miss her oh so much. I wished that the “Rapture” had taken place; that I would be re-united with her in a happier place.
It didn’t happen. Hopefully, in God’s time, it will. I love you Lady, and I miss you.