Dear Momma Lisa, It was a nice crisp morning when I woke to the sound of whooping and laughing from somewhere in my back garden. I slithered out of my most comfy hammie, checked that I didn't have serious bed hair and went outside to find Hobbes hooting to the high Rainbow Bridge Heaven's and swinging as high as he could on the old rope swing I have back there. It was funny to see him swinging up as high as he could and then when he fell back his tail was whipping all over the place and he just laughed and dooked and it made me chuckle a fair amount myself. It's those special, one of kind moments we all cherish best, and I'd like to think it was the same for you and Pepe'. Our fuzzit lives are are not nearly as long as we would like them to be, but I can tell you that for each day we are granted on earth, we embrace them whole heartening and these days are made even better still when we are loved and adored and cared for by someone as wonderful as you. When Hobbes had finished his fun, he did one of these unbelievable flying dismounts and landed with a graceful thud and ran my way. As he did, he reached into his satchel and withdrew a familiar looking scroll. "Here ya go Pie, this one is a real sweetie, and the Big Guy called her home kinda quick-like because He has something special in mind for her." he smiled this HUGE grin and then added in a whisper, "He wants her to become an agent of Hope." Now I know for a fact that this is a very important job, and one that requires that the most strongest in spirit. These wonderful angels are called upon, during prayers, for those that need to be healed during times of illness and injury or unforeseen troubles. They come to earth and encircle those who are in need and supply hope, love and healing energy. It is one of the most difficult jobs we have up here, because it requires that we travel all over the world with only brief moments in time when are allowed to return to our Maker for respite, to visiting with look in on loved ones. I felt very proud as Hobbes and I made our way to the Bridge to greet this very special lady. She came across in the glow of an early morning sun and soft, sweet smelling wind which was made by hundreds of beautiful white petals which followed her over. She looked so grand and lovely and every bit as glorious as the angel of Hope she will become. Those few days she had with you meant all the world to her, and she wanted you to know just how very grateful she was to have had them and knowing that Elvis and Nikki will be taken care of by someone every bit as special as she is, well that makes her very happy as well. Love is a gift that when given, shall be returned, and held dear, and the love you gave her, will follow her in her travels as an angel of Hope. In love & In Comfort, Pie O' Pah [Posted in FML 6102]