Dog greets returning soldier with heartbreaking whimpers

U.S. Air Force captain returns home from Afghanistan, and is greeted by her crying dog. (H/t FOTM’s Joseph)

The worst part of leaving our fur-children is that we can’t tell them how long we’d be gone.

And so they just wait, and wait, and wait….

Tears.

A poem, author unknown, found on Facebook by FOTM’s CSM:

I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep.
I could see that you were crying, You found it hard to sleep.
I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear,
“It’s me, I haven’t left you, I’m well, I’m fine, I’m here.”

I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea,
You were thinking of the many times, your hands reached down to me.
I was with you at the shops today, Your arms were getting sore.
I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.

I was with you at my grave today, You tend it with such care.
I want to re-assure you, that I’m not lying there.
I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key.
I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said ” it’s me.”

You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair.
I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there.
It’s possible for me, to be so near you everyday.
To say to you with certainty, “I never went away.”
You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew…
In the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.

The day is over… I smile and watch you yawning
and say “good-night, God bless, I’ll see you in the morning.”
And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,
I’ll rush across to greet you and we’ll stand, side by side.
I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see.

Be patient, live your journey out…then come home to be with me….

~Eowyn

5 responses to “Dog greets returning soldier with heartbreaking whimpers

  1. Wow! We’ll see our beloved pets in heaven!

  2. Dressage Rider

    Dogs will wait for us forever.

  3. That was beautiful. God could not be God if he denied us one of our greatest joys in the hereafter. I can hardly wait to see Lucky, Tiffany, Ebony, Buster, Sissy, and Baby. I know only to well that these special beings do love us. The cat I currently have came to me as a emaciated, blind in one eye kitten. She never made any noise (meowing) for probably the first year she was with me; now when we go to bed at night, she does that crying thing, like she can’t get enough of me–otherwise she is an independent little soul. Oh! How I love both dogs and cats (well, probably dogs more than cats–dogs accept that you are the “leader of the pack,” but cats . . . not so much.

  4. Tears, tears, tears…..

  5. Thank you Dr. Eowyn for this most beautiful post! The poem made me cry, as well as the sweet wimpering from her little sweet dog. Animals are so deeply loving, loyal and full of holiness.

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