Last night’s sunset

As you guys know, yesterday was a hard, and crazy day.  Normally, on Mondays the kids go to school, they get off the bus, the twins have 45 minutes of swim team practice, then I drop the girls at dance class and my son at gymnastics.  I then head back to pick up the girls and eventually either I or my husband go and pick up my son.  So as it is, Mondays are normally a little bit hectic.

But with Spencer’s death yesterday things were different.  My mom picked all of the kids up from school around 11:30.  After we left the vet they went to lunch with my mom and step dad, then the kids came back home.  The twins wanted to skip swim team, which I was perfectly fine with and the girls wanted to skip dance, again, I was fine with that.  My son decided that he wanted to go to gymnastics though, because to him, “gymnastics is the happiest place on earth!”  <3   Now… my son does gymnastics practice for 3 hours.  Like I said, it is drop off, then go back later.  At drop off I stayed for a bit and talked to a friend.  Then the girls and I got back in the car and drove home. Right when we pulled into the driveway my older daughter said that he left his snack bag in the car.  Argh.  BACK we went, and this time in traffic.  But, just before we turned into gymnastics we saw this beautiful sunset and right in the middle of the brightest point there were 2 clouds (likely made by airplanes since they were straight lines; but they were much puffier than normal stuff left by planes).  The lines crossed and looked like a cross right there in the brightest point of the sunset.  The girls and I decided it was God letting us know that Spencer was in Heaven and he was OK.   Then a minute later we saw another set of clouds like this; but smaller.  These looked almost purple against a pink sky.

After we dropped off his snack (just in time) I took the girls to get a milkshake since there was no point in heading back home at that point and we saw a 3rd cloud formation like that!  It really did feel like a special sunset to welcome a special dog.

Author: justjac

Spencer is our 5.5 year old Doberman. He was diagnosed with an aggressive fibrosarcoma on 8/22. He had his left front leg amputated on 8/24/11. Finished 15 weeks of chemo on 12/22/11 (mytox and vincristine). Lung mets found 12/28/11. Fought hard and lived a full life right up until the end. Went to Heaven 2/28/12.

3 thoughts on “Last night’s sunset”

  1. I’m pretty sure Spencer had a paw in that. The day after Abby died, I was working on the computer, looking at pictures of her and I looked up and the sunset was the deepest shade of Tripawd Warrior Princess pink I’ve ever seen! I’m sure it was her letting me she got there ok.

    Spencer will be your special angel now. He’s looking out for you and he wants you to be happy.

    Hang in there. The first couple of weeks are so hard.
    Jackie, Angel Abby’s mom

  2. It’s amazing the signs they send us that let us know things will be okay.

    Shortly after Rio left us, I visited at her beach, and told her I needed a sign. I was very specific that the sign needed to be something that shouldn’t be there– she sent me 21 golf balls. 🙂 She was always a crazy girl!

    I’m glad you got your sign from Spencer.

    Micki

  3. Thank you, thank you, thank you so much for this wonderful westibe! I am so excited that I found you and all of this wonderful information. I am so happy to see the love the people have for our three and four-legged friends. I have a beautiful 16 year old three legged terrier mix named Skinny. You lost her front left leg to osteosarcoma four years ago. I think her surgery was emotionally harder on me than it was physically for her and I am amazed at how resilient she became on her three legs. She was up and around and ready to chase her red ball after a couple of days.Though her surgery and treatment were expensive and really almost broke me, I would have done the same thing all over again. She has and still brings me so much love and I could not ask for more in such a perfect 30lb. package.Though at times she might smell a little doggy , that is the smell of unconditional love and I welcome it whenever I am greeted at my front door from a long hard day at work.God bless you all and your big hearts! My Skinny girl is not my pet, she is part of my family.

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