By Yvonne, Friday, August 15, 2008 04:02:39 PM
Thank you Sylvia for letting us know our pets are waiting for us! My daughter was told by a nun that animals don't go to heaven! Can you believe, she was just a little girl, it broke her heart because we had just lost our shephard, Thor. I told her what you said and now she feels sooooo much better. By the way, she is not in the catholic school anymore! God Bless you!

By mary, Friday, August 15, 2008 01:34:48 AM
my beanie baby died june21,2008 he was 11 yrs old i believe. he was sick i believe when i got him and also abused by a man. i believe beanie was suppose to come to me to spend his last days. i did everything for my baby. beanie was on 2 medications his bones where sticking out by his hips,he had lost so much weight.i did everything i could for him! i would always write when to give him his thyroid pill every other day and his pink pill for his liver or kidneys. well when i got to june something told me not to write anything in that month so i just put the pen down. i was standing in my living room and i think it was azna mother god holding her hands out she was in white her hands where cupped like telling me i have to take beanie i saw this in my mind. i cried and ask mother azna god please don't take him now i cried like a baby she said ok in my mind not now. i took him to the dr. they gave him medication gave him an iv i thought he would come out of this like he did 2 months ago. he was looking at me like mommy i can't anymore it's time. he didn't eat for 2 days and his temp was always around 101 or 102.in may i held him in my arms and cried like a baby saying beanie baby please don't leave me please i love you mommy loves you, he looked at me took his paw touched my cheeck like he was saying i love you to don't cry. i carried him everywhere in my house loving him i smothered him with so much love and respect he was my child. my life is very empty with out him and sad. i have 4 other animals i love and have to give them all my attention. ever since beanies death when i sit in the chair on my computer i feel this strong feeling deep goose bumps makes marks on my arms they don't hurt but you can see there is something there. i used to hold beanir baby on my left arm while on the cp. is this beanie baby laying on my arm? if not who is it? mary jo frederick

By Kelly, Wednesday, August 13, 2008 11:42:50 AM
My 8 month old cat, Kidden, died as I slept 2 Friday nights ago. He was fine when I went to bed. That Saturday morning, several cats tried waking me before I wanted to wake up. I was frustrated and tired and knew that their food bowl was full. Finally, at 730 AM, I crawled out of bed to let the dogs out for potty. I noticed several large pools of blood on the floor and thought, oh my gosh, someone is ill. After I let the dogs out, I grabbed some paper towel to clean up the blood and looked around at the cats to see if someone looked ill. As I walked into the bathroom next to my bed, the cupboard door was wide open and there lay my beautiful Kidden, dead, with more blood. He looked as if he had just passed and I attempted CPR, fully knowing he was gone and not coming back. I screamed his name and begged him to come back and told him how sorry I was. He had bleed to death via his intestines. He had found something and ate it and it must have been sharp and cut him up inside. I was devasted. I felt like I killed my cat. I looked everywhere to see what he could have eaten and came up with a dozen scenarios. I have 20 some cats and have done a ton of rescue work and knew what cats could get into, so I have always been careful. I found Kidden on the side of the road at a period of time in my life when I felt suicidal. He gave me the will to live. He needed me so badly as he was so small/young, starving, weak and all alone. We needed each other. As he grew strong, our love flourished. He would grab my face with one paw and kiss me on the lips. He was always kissing me. All of the cats and dogs loved him. He was such a joy. We all miss him. I look for him everywhere and talk to him all the time. I thought that I had read in Sylvia's books that animals don't come back, but in other psychic writings, they say that they can come back. Will he come back to us? I beg him to. I know we will see him on the other side and every night ask to see him in my dreams or travel to the other side to see him.........but so far, nothing. Where is he? Will he come back to me as another lost, stray, lonely kitten?

By Mary, Wednesday, August 13, 2008 12:23:15 AM
My cat died on 7/17 and his mom died a couple of months before him. He was only seven and died of cancer. His mom was 14. I feel something lightly jump on my bed and subconsciously I think it is the cat until I realize they are gone. I also feel a cat at my feet when I am at the computer. It is a very real physical sensation. I don't get the sense of another being in the room like I do when there is a spirit in the room. Can anyone explain why I would not get this feeling of someone or something else being there that is so familiar to those who have felt it? Does it mean that my pets aren't there and my mind is playing tricks? Any input would be appreciated.

By Green, Tuesday, August 12, 2008 04:33:14 AM
Its nice to know that our pets would be on the other side waiting for us to come over. I really didn't know that until I read your first article about it on this blog. I had a dog called prince who died years ago. I miss him so much and can't wait to see on the other side.

By Leanne, Monday, August 11, 2008 11:20:44 PM
Many times a feel a presence in my bedroom. My bed will move as if a cat or dog has jumped up on it as they used to do. I always say hello and tell them I miss them. I can't wait to see them again.

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By Victoria, Sunday, August 10, 2008 12:41:11 AM
Sylvia, I LOVE when you write about animals and I hope you write more books about them. I want to send you the story about Pea, my canary. If you want to use it, please do, and if not, that's okay too. I LOVE animals and I will be posting additional comments about this subject. My two pups are my life right now and I don't know what I would do without them. The last pet I lost was one of the most beautiful animals I ever came across. I got hom from a pet store for my 17th b-day. He was a beautiful Persian cat. I had wanted a pet for so long and he was just a sweet lovable human-like soul. He was sick to begin with, as I'm sure he was from a mill and I know it's not good to buy from a pet store, but back then, I didn't know as much and it's just the way it went down. Anyway, he lived for about 13 yrs. and he eventually died from kidney failure. The vet told me, in his opinion, he wasn't in much pain and would be happy with me, but when death came it may not be like the movies(he did warn me). I prayed everyday and did prayer chains online for him and my dad(he was ill with cancer for awhile) even though some of those prayer chains were harsh because I was praying for a cat(you know what I think about that). We gave him shots all the time. It was difficult. His legs were finally giving out. It was soooo sad to watch. Now I wish I had gave him tripe to see if that helped him. Anyway, in the end, I had to pick his little head up and give him water and food. It was heart-wrenching. I cried and cried. It was a very hard time between my dad and him. One of the last days he was sleeping with me on my bed and I went to get something and I heard a thump. The poor little thing tried to follow me, fell, and tried to crawl and catch me. He loved me to the last. Even now while I'm writing it tears at my heart. He finally died in my bed, not long before my dad passed(who was in the adjacent room at the time). I woke to sounds of gasping and I so wanted to give him CPR, but my mom motioned to let him go. I called out to Azna and cried to her, "I prayed for it to be painless and fast, please Azna...". I would have given my life for him and I don't care what people think about that. He gave me so much joy and love, more than any humans I know, just as my two Shih Tzus do now. One thought that gives me comfort is that he is with my dad, who died not long after him. He loved him as well and I know they are together and happy. Thank you Sylvia for spreading love and sharing your wonderful stories.

By Aries, Saturday, August 09, 2008 01:27:47 PM
You already wrote something on this, in fact, it was the very first article written on the articles. Now, the articles are either about zodiacs, or life on the other side (Which has been done like... 8 times on the blog and the articles, most repeats.). Why don't you write about the books you've written?

By Janice, Friday, August 08, 2008 09:55:42 PM