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Do All Pets Go To Heaven?

by Sylvia Browne


Anyone that knows me truly knows just how important my pets have been over the years. The loss of a beloved pet can hit you just as deeply as the loss of just about anyone else in your life. Our pets are our beloved companions and friends—they are always by our side, ready to listen.

 

Many people have asked me if their pets really do go to heaven. If animals are on The Other Side. They are always relieved to discover that the answer is "yes." You will be reunited with your pet on The Other Side when you go Home. They will meet you and they will be as lively and as full of personality as they ever were when you step out of the Tunnel.

 

My new book All Pets Go To Heaven: The Spiritual Lives of the Animals We Love is coming out January 2009. In this book I discuss just how spiritual animals truly are. Some may not realize this, but animals need to learn no spiritual lessons: they actually come to Earth just to live their lives with us. When you think about it, it is so meaningful to know that your pet is here only to live their life with you. Animals are pure and their hearts are full of love. 



Sylvia Browne is without question, "America's #1 Psychic," an internationally known psychic and medium.


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By kathryn, Sunday, May 11, 2008 12:19:10 PM
a big black bird was squaking loadly outside my house today for about a half hour. I was wondering if this bird had something say to me although i don't communicate in bird squak. I have heard of things like that happening, it kind of freaked me out. I put out some bread crumbs just in case the bird was hungry (up hign because i have four kitties). Kathryn W.
By blair, Sunday, May 11, 2008 10:17:51 AM
HI Sylvia, I would like to know if my dog, Bitsy, remembers me and if my family members who have moved on to The Other Side are taking care of her?
By Leigh, Sunday, May 11, 2008 01:34:34 AM
Hi Sylvia, Is it possible for a pet to come back to us multiple times in one lifetime? My one cat is so much like my last one I sometimes call her by the others name. It is almost eerie how similar they are. Their mannerisms and the way she is overly attached to me. I seriously think she thinks I gave birth to her or something. I imagine if you are reading this, you are thinking that if I had read your book on pets, I would know the answer to this. Sorry, but I haven't read that one. I am a slow reader and you have a ton of books! I may never get them all read in this lifetime! LOL Peace and Blessings to you, now and always, Leigh
By Leigh, Sunday, May 11, 2008 12:01:54 AM
Hi Sylvia, Is it possible for a pet to come back to us multiple times in one lifetime? My one cat is so much like my last one I sometimes call her by the others name. It is almost eerie how similar they are. Their mannerisms and the way she is overly attached to me. I seriously think she thinks I gave birth to her or something. I imagine if you are reading this, you are thinking that if I had read your book on pets, I would know the answer to this. Sorry, but I haven't read that one. I am a slow reader and you have a ton of books! I may never get them all read in this lifetime! LOL Peace and Blessings to you, now and always, Leigh
By Alana, Saturday, May 10, 2008 10:45:25 PM
Hi Sylvia, I just lost my cat Coco, she died suddenly at age 3. The vet never found out why she died and it has been bothering me since her death. I always had a feeling that she was meant for greater things other than to be here on earth. Are you able to give me some insite on to how and why she passed? Thank you!
By Nathalie, Saturday, May 10, 2008 09:35:12 PM
Hi Sylvia, Maybe it would seem like a trivial thing to most people: I love animals, but because I have allergies and asthma, I cannot have furry or feathery pets. No big deal, right? Well, I miss the unconditional love and acceptance of animal companionship. I feel certain that I have had many animal friends in the past (during past earthly lifetimes). So, for me, it's no small disappointment. I must have wrote this into my chart for my current life, but I'm wondering why I'd do that? What am I supposed to learn from this?
By Belinda, Saturday, May 10, 2008 08:12:39 PM
Hello Sylvia...Towards the end of 1988 (I was 17 years old at the time) I rescued a kitten being held in a bird cage from a pet shop. My first pet. I had a sketch book which I kept under my bed (for safety). In my bedroom one day I smelt poo - it came from under my bed.....my cat 'Yummies' (+/- 1 years old) had poo'd on my sketch book (runny poo) - my first reaction (which I regret to this day) was to smack him on his bum... he dissapeared/ran away a couple of days later, never to be seen again - I am still devasted, ashamed and guilt ridden - I absolutely love animals. I have lost several pets since to illness or accidents. I recently lost a cat, Scully to yellow jaundis - still heartbroken about it - she died in my arms - I will never forget her last breath. My best friend today is my staffordshire bullterrier, 'Jordie' - I look at her sometimes and just start crying at the thought of loosing her... My mom passed away last September and not long after her passing, her beloved cat passed away - I feel a fraction of relief that my mom has him with her until we meet again one day. Thank you for your re-assurance
By Mandy, Saturday, May 10, 2008 07:56:59 PM
Recently, our cat Boo Bear was accidently hit by a car...or what I should say, HE hit the car...long story. Anyhow, when it happened, I was terrified, I lost my cat AJ a few years ago by the same tragedy and here was Boo Bear, the nicest cat in the neighborhood with the same personality as AJ and he's been hit with a car, it was almost like Dejavu. We rushed Boo Bear to the vets, his one eye was basically hanging out of the socket and he was bleeding horribly from the mouth, I thought for sure that my Boo Bear was a goner. That night, I asked God if I could astrally travel to the vet hospital where Boo Bear was so I could be with him in spirit and you know, that night I DID dream about Boo Bear! The following night I asked God again if I could please astrally travel to go see Boo Bear. Now, I didn't actually dream about it him that night, but something weird did happen. At some point during the night I felt a cat climb up on the bed and lay beside me. Thinking that it was one of the other cats, I reached out to pet him but my hand only touched the comforter, THERE WAS NO CAT THERE, but I could feel a cat laying beside me. Now, I was also half asleep and in my head I heard myself say 'BOO BEAR!' Now I read in one of Sylvia's books that animals astrally travel too and several times a day, so perhaps that time, Boo Bear had astrally traveled to see me! Boo Bear was in the hospital for 10 days before he was finally able to come home, he lost his eye and still has to be fed through a tube, but each day he is getting stronger and I KNOW he will get better! (I Hope) When we brought him home, the vet said to me that she truly, truly, truly believed that the ONLY reason that Boo Bear made it through at all was because I was coming up to see him EVERYDAY!!! I hope that I really did astrally travel to see him and hope that that helped to get better too! I know that him astrally travelling to see me certainly helped me. Another thing that happened to me was my other cat 'Frank' who is a himalayan never left my side. Frank is affectionate to an extent, but he's not like Boo Bear who will climb up on your lap and want affection all the time. But on the night that Boo Bear had his accident, Frank actually climbed up on my lap and stayed there for a long time! Perhaps even Frank was worried and missed Boo Bear too. It bothers me when some people out there think that animals are stupid and don't feel, I truly do believe that they do feel and they KNOW when you are hurting or are sick cause how is it that they always seem to know when to hang around you and give you affection when you need it the most! I LOVE ANIMALS! Mandy Rose:)
By Michelle, Saturday, May 10, 2008 06:02:45 PM
Sorry for the double posting. I hit the refresh button and that's how it posted again.
By Michelle, Saturday, May 10, 2008 05:57:27 PM
Dear Sylvia... I was able to log into the website to view your live web cast, however, having dial-up isn’t the best and I kept on getting “error” messages or “service unavailable.” Hopefully, I will be able to view it on the website. I just wanted to say, that I am looking forward to your book about “Pets in Heaven” this coming January. I’ve always had pets, mostly dogs. This past January 26th, I had to put my beloved “Westie” down after having him for (15) years. His full name was “Spencer Windsor Montgomery” but I just called him Spencer. I wanted to share my story with you about Spencer. I had a “Yorkie” named “Arthur Berkley St. James” who I just called “Arthur” Why the long names you may ask? Because when I registered both animals with “AKC”, I didn’t want their registered name to have a number after it because they may have had so many dogs with the same name. So, by giving such a distinctive name prevented the number after the name. I had “Arthur” for (13) years. He was very loving. Due to him getting sick rather quickly with, cancer, a collapsed lung and diabetes and because he was so old, the doctor suggested we put him down. During the year we lost “Arthur”, my grandmother passed-on and my sister and her family moved to Alaska. So, it was a rather sad year. Three months had passed and my mother said, “You know the house is too quiet. We need another dog.” That’s when we got Spencer. We were at the pet store and I was holding this “Carin Terrier” in my hands saying how cute he was as he was peeing on me...when my mother spotted Spencer. My mother said, “You Always Wanted a Westie.” We went into that small room in the pet store where the pet takes on their new owners and wins them over with their adorable/loveable self. Once inside, we were trapped. He had my mother wrapped around his paws. However, down the road...it would be me wrapped around those paws. Once we got Spencer home I was very excited only for it to fade away. I couldn’t figure out why I wasn’t so excited. Although Spencer was a mama’s boy, he took to me right away. I didn’t hate or dislike him...I wasn’t warm to him in the beginning. My mother said, “It’s obvious you don’t like this dog. We are going to have to ship him to Alaska to be with your sister.” That very night when my mother made that remark, Spencer would get out of his room and come into my bedroom to sleep with me in the middle of the night. I said, “I should have named you Houdini. How did you get out of your room?” Only to find out that he chewed his way thru the vinyl baby gate. So with giving in to his quick escape routine (3) times thru the baby gate that night...I let him sleep on the bed with me. Well, that night I had a dream that I let him out the backdoor so he could go into the backyard. He walked down the steps and started to walk away only to turn around to look at me and that’s when he took the form of my Yorkie “Arthur.” As that happened I got the message from him saying “Don’t Hate Me Because I’m Not Him.” Well, all the feelings that I was or wasn’t feeling came rushing to me. I awoke the next morning and told my mother the dream I had. She said, “You never gave yourself enough time to grieve over losing Arthur and you have to realize that Spencer has his own personality.” With that worldly advice (thanks Mom), I immediately felt so bad for feeling the way I did towards Spencer. Well, during Spencer’s first 4 years, my mother got to enjoy him. She was sick with “Cancer” and he knew it. As I was home taking care of her, he would lay on the bed with her. As she got sicklier, he would move further down the bed only to end up lying underneath it on her side with his nose poking out from the dust ruffle so she knew she was there. The first time I ever left the house after my Mom passed-on, I put him in his room and he looked at me with fear in his eyes and I told him, “I will be back.” I always told him that I would be back to reassure him. Well, the remaining (11) years with him were truly the best. I considered him to be my (4) legged-son and my love for him grew each day. He was with me when I needed him the most and both of us went thru it together. Now that he’s gone, the house is quiet again and my heart is broken and the tears don’t stop. I hope that he will be there waiting for me. Tomorrow is Mother’s Day and knowing that Spencer is with her now, makes tomorrow a little more bearable.

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