There must be a heaven for the animal friends we love. They are not human yet they bring out our own humanity… sometimes in ways that other people cannot. They do not worry about fame or fortune… instead, they bring our hearts nearer to the joy of simple things. Each day they teach us little lessons in trust and steadfast affection. Whatever Heaven may be, there's surely a place in it for friends as good as these. Author Unknown

Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awake in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there. I did not die. Mary Elizabeth Frye