Best Friends Are Furr-ever

Okay, I am making a play on words with “Furr-ever.”

These were my best friends, Sheba and Velvet, from over a decade ago.

They have both found their way to that beautiful place in the great beyond where great cats go. I can just imagine them lounging around in a field of zinnias, swatting at butterflies, and stalking whatever might move behind trees or bushes out there in the universe.

Some people argue and speculate about whether heaven will have animals. People argue and debate whether animals have souls.

Well, of course they do!

If you’ve ever spent five seconds with a sweet cat or rambunctious puppy nestled next to you, you know quite well that there is a soul behind those intelligent, expressive eyes. I feel at least 99.9 percent sure that heaven is brimming with all sorts of puppies. kittens, dogs and cats, (and probably horses, too). I love animals. In fact, our lives are enriched by the comfort of animals.

Sheba and Velvet were more than just animals. They were my best friends. Whenever I was sad, I could depend on their undivided attention and unconditional love. Whenever I gardened, they would be right next to me sticking their noses in the soil to see what I might possibly had buried! Whenever I came home from somewhere, they would meow hellos to me and expect me to scratch behind their ears. (It was all about them, of course!)

It has been many years since they were in my life; I hope that one day out there in the great beyond when my journey in this life is completed that I will see Sheba and Velvet once again. . .And I hope I will see all my dogs, as well.

I believe I will.

Jenny W. Andrews copyright 2022