|Some where, far, far away, a
wonderful old sheepdog named Harriet was snuggled in a deep, sound sleep.
Harriet began to dream of her
dear friend Aspen who had recently crossed the rainbow bridge.
A beautiful starlight shone through
||"Is everyone ok?" Angel Aspen
"I know it is very hard for those
we leave behind when it is time for us to earn our wings."
|Harriet sat up with a startle.
"Is it really you? Congratulations
on earning your wings! You look beautiful!" she said to Aspen, who
was now as radiant as the stars.
"We all miss you," said Harriet
softly, "especially Rik."
is what I want to talk to you about," said Aspen. "It is almost time
for you to receive your wings, but we must make certain Rik will
be ok with both of us gone."
"I am going to miss my uprights,"
"You will be able to watch
over them every day from here. I have picked out a new guardian dog
for them, a puppy who needs his very first job. Bringing
them together will be your last task on earth."
|"And then I will earn my wings?"
smiled Harriet. "It sounds simple," she said. "What could
be difficult about that?"
"It won't be too hard," agreed
Aspen, "except for the fact that Rik doesn't even know this puppy exists.
Not to mention that the puppy lives 400 miles away!"
"Dear, dear," sighed Harriet.
"What is his name?"
"Horrible Horrible Hank!"