A few days after his death I felt that if 'this was all there is', I would die. My children had all grown and left home, I had been single for over a year, live in an isolated area with 2 cats, 1 other dog (Puppy), my rooster and my chickens. I work full time from home and my social life is limited by distance and responsibilities of living the life I live. I needed to love something, if not myself, so I rescued a 11 week old puppy from the RSPCA to make me feel normal and get me out of my soul destroying depression.
I adopted Charles Joseph Dyson Dufus! He is a Ridgeback Cross and he is absolutely gorgeous, a gentle, large clumsy baby. At 6 months old, he is larger than Joey I had been at 4 1/2 years old.
My other dog, Puppy, is an Chihuahua/Australian Terrier/Jack Russell cross whom I 'inherited' from my eldest daughter Amy when he was about 1 year old. I was always going to rename him, but because he is so little, Puppy just stuck. He is a terrible escape artist and had the knack of running out of a gate and heading straight to busy roads, ducking under passing cars and avoided being killed too many times. His size allows him to perform some great Houdini tricks! He has now been trained as much as I can, not to run when the gate is open and to 'stay', most of the time he obliges. Puppy and Joey were the best of friends, an unlikely match, but they loved each other intensely, slept together, played together and only ate if the other was eating. They were inseparable, they were 'my boys'.
Along comes Charlie and while Puppy seemed to 'perk' up, he still remained 'distant'. Charlie being such a big puppy, was confusing to Puppy and you could feel the disappointment that it wasn't Joey. I have a passion for Tan dogs, of course because of Joey, and while Charlie looks similar in colour, he is not Joey and has a different temperament. Joey was wise, quiet and extremely affectionate whereas Charlie is boisterous, clumsy and just a big dufus baby! Puppy and Charlie get on well enough, although Puppy is often snappy at Charlie's attempts to play. Puppy is often aloof and distant now and sometimes I wonder if he would be happier living with someone as the 'only' fur baby in the household.
Then I found Brent Atwater, a 'specialist' in Animal Reincarnation and Animal Communication, amongst other things. I joined her group on Facebook and avidly read EVERY story of every member in the group, feeling a deep kinship with many and becoming 'friends' with some, including Brent herself. What an honour that is! My full journey is in the previous post, (Joseph Delight - Joey, 07/07/2008 - 14/03/2013) so I wont repeat it in full. I read Brent's books, Animal Reincarnation and I'm Home! - both of which filled me with joy and a little fear too. What if Joey was not coming back?.... In early May, 2013, I had my reading with Brent on Skype, which lasted about 3 hours - and my heart started to really beat again - I could breathe again - because she said, indeed, he was coming back and coming back soon! In short, the reading revealed he would return to me 'locally', 'same but different', 'distinctive line down his back', 'white marking around his bottom', 'white arrow marking going up his chest to his chin', 'white patch on his chin', 'white left sock' and he would be 'tan' in colour. The numbers 26 and 7 were relevant as was the name 'Callum', 'blue' sleeves and that Joey would be back by his birthday. He would have turned 5 on 7th July. After some time, and many 'false' findings (I searched the internet and found puppies who fit the description). Sent the photos to Brent and she told me that none of the puppies were Joey. I was disheartened and wondered how on earth I would 'find' him. Brent told me to stop looking! She said, emphatically, he would find me. He would be local and he would definitely make sure He found Me.
During the interim, I had days of joy when I faithfully listened to my heart in the knowing he would return and focused my faith on Brent's assurance. I also had days when the memory of Joey, his illness, his death and my loss - were overwhelming. It really did break my spirit into a million pieces.
While walking Puppy and Charlie with a friend, a couple of weeks later, I met up with a local lady in a blue jacket with a logo on it which included the number '26'. She came up to admire the dogs and then proceeded to tell me about her friend's dog who had just recently had puppies. And I assume you can guess the outcome..... Indeed, Joey found me! Every marking, every 'sign' from the reading was 'there' right down to the blue sleeves. In fact, every time I saw Jojo on a visit and when I collected him, all the people around him were wearing blue jackets or jumpers.
In the litter, owned by Rob Callum, there were three surviving puppies from a litter of 6. Sadly three died, although I didn't ask the reason. The mother is a Staffordshire Terrier and the father a Kelpie/Ridgeback cross. Two of the puppies were black and tan, females and the other one a tan, male who looked more staffy. On the day I met Jojo, the sense of longing changed from sadness to overwhelming love and then impatience!! I just had to wait for him to be old enough to come home!! Initially Rob said the puppies would be ready to go to their new homes on the weekend of 6th or 7th July and I was over the moon! As it turned out, I got Jojo a week early, but he will certainly 'be here for Joey's birthday on 7th July'.
Charlie and Jojo behave like father and son, the love between them is tangible. Jojo got caught up on the block a couple of days ago in a patch of long grass and bush and couldn't get out. I didn't hear him whining and Charlie raced inside, barked and whimpered (he rarely barks) and kept nudging me to follow him. So I went outside and Charlie ran straight to where Jo was caught so I could free him from his tangle. I am falling so very deeply in love with Charlie - he is really such a special boy.
Authority on Animal Life after Death and Pet Reincarnation