An original journey about life and loss told from a Dog's POV.
𝑨𝒏 𝑨𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝑾𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅-𝑨𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒍 🐾
Gypsy is a Pitbull stuck in a high-kill animal shelter, due to be euthanized in just two days. However, a ghost appea...
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God came and went to this dimension of heaven often.
And as if to prove a point, he came the day after Ginger and Riley left. He changed the land, adding a vast collection of flowerbeds and rocky peaked slopes for the dogs to explore, and then moved onto doling out more halos.
In usual fashion, only specific recently-died dogs received them. An onlooking Gypsy even noticed God bend down to place a halo over a puppy's head.
She then realized that those other dogs were Guardian Angel dogs, just like her. In the heavenly orange wash of evening, she recalled how Ghost, in his own way, had also been her Guardian Angel.
Kenny had freed her from the kennels, and then Ace. Because of that, Gypsy got to keep living. She'd gotten a second chance.
Just like Ginger and Riley did. I wonder where they're at now. She'd thought about asking God, but he had recently just left.
And in the coming weeks, Gypsy felt the impulse to bother him about this less and less. Because she'd often took up his time with a different question.
When's Ace coming? It had felt like a million lifetimes. At times, she felt bitter and jealous of Ace's opportunity to live on- meeting other aging dogs in life, with the ability to reproduce and interact with animals of other species.
But deep down, she didn't really want any of that anymore. She just wanted the cream-and-black husky himself.
Gypsy was so tired of waiting, and of regrets long suppressed. The opportunity of having a life with Ace was robbed from me. I made all the wrong decisions, until I saved that boy.
It's a funny thing, isn't it? We can have everything we want, and always find ourselves wanting more. Never having enough.
Well, on the night that Ace came, Gypsy realized that one truth might finally end.
Because her heart swelled with liquid gold, and she realized- she knew. Something had changed, like when she'd frozen and felt Bronx's presence amongst the dogs here.
But this was different. It was a profound, unavoidable excitement, caused by unexplainable perception. And right then, under the citrus tango-orange sky, she knew Ace had come.
"Ace is here! Hurry!" The she-dog hardly waited for her puppies, rousing them with a shiver of excitement. Gypsy's tail wagged so hard that it slapped against the grass.
"Star and Kiwi, follow me!" The words were thrown carelessly over her shoulder. The angel-dog felt some of her old recklessness come back, as she stretched her legs to their full length in a pounding run.
