I've posted a lot of questions in regards to my new dog, Roo, but tonight I ventured over to the Rainbow Bridge section for the first time and read some of the posts about guilt and grief. I cried and cried and cried.
I had never even heard of the Rainbow Bridge before and I've lost two dogs, one when I was a child (a dog that had been with the family before I was born) and one last summer.
I moved half way around the world. It was a temporary one-year deal.
One month before I was scheduled to return home, I had a nightmare that someone had murdered Cookie (our dog of 16 years) and in my nightmare, she came to me, bloody and... it was just so graphic and violent, I didn't understand what could possibly be wrong with my psyche to conjure up such images.
I woke up crying uncontrollably. I was so scared and hyperventilating and ALONE. I didn't know what to do so I got out my laptop and e-mailed my parents. I didn't want to tell them about the gruesome details of my nightmare. I just said, "I had a horrible nightmare that something bad happened to the family."
When I returned home, my parents came to get me at the airport and we drove the 5 hours home. One hour before we got home, my mom told me that Cookie had to be put to sleep and that it happened the day I had my nightmare. When they got back from the vet, my e-mail was waiting for them. Even though it was in the middle of the night where I was, it was daytime back home.
I felt so awful because I didn't see her for almost a year. One of my family's friends (a grandmother type) said to me, "She couldn't wait for you." Or maybe she forgot about me. I cried silently from there until we got home but that was the end of it (my family is just that way. My Dad was the closest to Cookie and he never even spoke of her until 4 months after I'd been home).
And reading your posts, I just felt as though everything I had bottled up, came pouring out. I never told my family about what happened in the dream because that would be too disturbing. I think that maybe Cookie did forget about me and that's why she didn't wait for me but then, she came to me in my dream! And I don't know what to think because she didn't come to me in a happy way, she came to me hurting and killed!! My parents said that she wasn't in pain and that she went peacefully but I don't know what to believe because of my dream. Maybe she was angry with me? Maybe she thought I had abandoned her?
Anyway, I just want to thank you because I feel your stories and your experiences have really helped me realize that I have to deal with this and grieve properly (even if that means simply crying).