Chewbacca

The air is soft and sweet with the gentlest of breezes just tickling the grass and flowers growing everywhere you look. There is a little stream laughing its way down a hill where it is met by a bigger stream that flows off into the distance. Just on the horizon you can see where the stream turns into a very large river, which flows under a wonderful Bridge, that looks as if it was made of gold and many rainbows. You cannot see what is on the other side of The Bridge but you can see a glorious light and can just hear Heavenly music that flows from that side of the river.Everywhere you look you can see animals of every sort; dogs, cats horses, birds, they are all here. Each one the beloved companion of someone here below. Each one young and vibrant, each one strong and full of health. Each one waiting for that blessed day when the long awaited reunion with its cherished human has become a reality and an eternity together has begun.At the close of each heaven-blessed day, just about an hour before the sun sleeps and the stars awake, you see a few dogs heading for a gentle little Valley. As the dogs meet there is much joy. As the dogs come together you see that there are dogs of all kinds and sizes, everyone is welcomed to the Valley. There are Cockers with golden hair competing with the sun for shining honors playing with the larger shaggy haired Retrievers with hair of the same sparkling gold. There are Labradors; black, yellow, and chocolate, running, swimming and playing. You see very large bear like dogs, some shaggy in colors from black to white and some short of hair and stocky. There are Afghans, Salukis, and Greyhounds racing against the wind, Airedales skipping as they run, Spaniels chasing anything that flies, Irish Setters with coats as red as fire, Dobermans with quiet dignity. There are dogs of all shapes and sizes. Many of the dogs have no papered lineage but it doesn't matter, this is their special family. Each one of these dogs endured the struggle of Laryngeal Paralysis while on Earth. Each one struggled to breathe, each one struggled to survive, each one struggled to stay with the ones they loved, They now meet to enjoy the thrill of barking, just for the sake of barking. Each night races are run just for the delight of feeling the wind against their faces and the clean air filling their lungs.Layout made by Nicki