Current blog look inspired by, dedicated to, and in memory of Brut. The studded star of the 24 Paws of Love.
Thursday, September 29, 2016
Brut Thursday- Spiritual Headbutts
I was upset and my heart hurt. Hubby and I had a bit of a tiff. I went to Brut's grave and sat down outside the fence that protects the dogs from the rose thorns. Never one to talk to Brut at his grave, I mean, what do you say to a rose bush that is suppose to represent the greatest dog of your life? It just doesn't compute for me. So I just sat there and tried to think of words.
And I tried.
Brut and I hardly ever communicated with words. We always knew what the other was thinking, for the most part.
I leaned my head on the fence. Then I slowly started to rub my forehead on the fence and that's when I made the connection with Brut. I could "feel" his forehead against mine and he comforted me from beyond the roses.
He was right there.
Like two large cats nuzzling each other, we stayed that way for some time.
It was the best feeling in the world, to be together and having a physical connection. I'm still in awe over it. Because that's what I miss most about Brut, is being able to feel with him and I had that again, in just the right manner, at just the right time.
I don't know where this adventure is taking me with Brut, but it is as interesting and as fascinating as he is. I do believe Brut is trying to teach me and reach out to me in a way only he can.
Have you ever touch the other side?