PACM ~ Our Angels

~Our Angels took the Puppy to Heaven~

Many years ago when my sister and I were very young (about 6 & 9, she being the elder) we had a tragic occurrence...

[I tell of how the puppy came to our house mostly from my sister's account]

My sister babysat a puppy (it was about 8 weeks old) for a friend one weekend. I remember his name was "Cocoa" and like all puppies he was very cute and lively! Anyway, I don't know the time of day in which the tragedy occurred, I was simply too young to be aware of such things. To make a long story short (and not entering into how the pup was injured as it is to this day a sore spot for my sister and I, who, by the way, were NOT the source of his fatal injury) --- the puppy had met with a wall in a rather abrupt manner which in effect cracked his skull. At the time, adults (not our dad) in our life, who'd had too much to drink, were responsible for the injury and I remember the puppy howling in pain and whirling around in a circle in one area of the floor, reeling in agony. My sister recalls that the pup then went to her seeking refuge up the sleeve of her housecoat, to no avail.

After a few minutes the adults realized that the pup wasn't OK, his skull was fractured and he wouldn't recover from the trauma (it was an awful, careless accident that was caused by too much alcohol consumption). They decided to finish the job to put him out of his misery. Well, it wasn't enough to have wounded him ... they killed him by breaking his neck and this sent my sister and I into fits of grief! Remember, my sister was the puppy's babysitter, she was responsible for his welfare. How would she explain this to her friend??? We must have cried for hours! We were so distraught, my sister was also enraged. What would happen to Cocoa now?

We refused to go to bed until we were sure he was all right. I remember the adults put him in the garbage and we just freaked! He would get cold! It was hard in there! We insisted on making him a bed with sheet and pillow so he would be comfortable and warm in there (garbage can). We fixed his bed and laid him in it making sure to place his limp head on the pillow and laying his body on the sheet and then covering him and tucking him in, with pats and lots of tears. We then said a prayer and asked GOD to take care of Cocoa. We were careful not to put the lid on too tight because we wanted to make sure he could breath (or something?). We wanted to keep vigil over him but I soon cried myself to sleep, while my sister spent the night sitting at the end of the bed, angry and grieved. Remember, we are only 6 and 9.

[The account of the next happening is mostly mine but my sister pretty much remembers the same thing and therefore we cannot deny the existence of GOD or angels to this day as GOD has given us both the ability to remember them.]

I remember waking up (my sister says it was dawn as she'd been up all night). I know I woke up because the underpart of my eyes felt crusty from having cried myself to sleep. There was a window near our bed that we could look out of and for some reason my sister and I both looked out the window. What we saw next has been forever sealed in our memories!

We saw two angels rising up high in the sky, one slightly above the other. And guess what ... they had Cocoa! They had him on a leash of all the odd things to see. In regards to the angels themselves, I remember that they were larger than a man but with manly features. They had huge wings that arched up and over their shoulders spanning all the way down to their feet. They weren't using their wings. Looking at them from the front their wings didn't protrude out past their shoulders and were really only visible above the shoulders and again down past their arms towards their feet. They were very masculine, muscular, but had an air of gentleness and compassion about them. I remember their white robes with golden sashes around their waists. They were floating up into the heavens, with Cocoa in tow. They were beautiful!

How could I remember such detail at so great a distance? I don't remember actually meeting them so how could I know with such clarity what they looked like? I think they came to us first, before the grand finale in which they took Cocoa to heaven, to GOD!

What do I think of the whole thing now? I believe that we saw angels, they are as real as you or I, maybe more so! I believe they came to save us from the emotional damage this event would surely have caused had they not have been sent to intervene. Does GOD send his angels to 'pick up' dead animals? We know what we saw as children, HE certainly eased our worries! Glory and Praise be to GOD!!! My sister and I thank HIM for letting us see HIS magnificent works, the angels!

I tell this story as a testament to GOD and his creations, us included! If we all have the ability to see things spiritual since childhood, most forgetting that ability as they get older, it is quite possible that you have a story to tell too! Feel free to post your inspirational story to our Forums, we'd love to hear from you. GOD bless!

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