How a family's beloved pet came back from the dead... as a rock

The Daily Mail ^ | September 19, 2010 | Colin Fernandez

[EveningStar]

Looking out of the window, Mark Brow couldn’t believe it when he saw his dog, Looby Loo, sitting in her favourite spot in the garden.

After all, she had died two years ago.

[AngelesCrestHighway]

[Eric in the Ozarks]

Our late, greatly missed Golden Retriever, Prior Lake Jake, came back a year after his death as a green tree frog...

[Mister Da]

I had a similar experience.

While walking my dog the other day, he did his “business”. As usual, I gave the “result” a glance, looking for worms.

I couldn't believe my eyes, as I was staring at an exact likeness of Nancy Pelosi.

Isn't nature wonderful?

[Berlin_Freeper]

When my dalmatian Tina died, the very next day I went through the paperwork and chased down two breeders on the internet till I was actually sitting next to Tina's Aunt - whose daughter was going to have puppies in a month.

Two months later Joyce was with us. :)

[Salamander]

I’m Alive
(That Was The Day My Dead Pet Returned To Save My Life)
[A. Cooper]

I was just kicking down the street
And the sun was in my eyes
So I couldn’t see the truck
That was sixty times my size
And just seconds off from splattering me
Let me tell you
I was so scared I couldn’t move
Like my boots were full of glue
Then I felt a little tug
And I thought of good Old Blue
And he pulled me from that catastrophe

That was the day
My dead pet returned to save my life
I’m alive
He’s alive
I’m alive

I was spitting in the canyon
Near the cliff up on the mountain
When an unexpected sneeze
Hung me in the breeze
At forty five degrees in the sky
Suddenly I felt something
Had me by the belt
And in between my praying
Swore I heard a stallion neighing
Was the ghost of my horse
And I cried, yes I cried

That was the day
My dead pet returned to save my life
That was the day
My dead pet returned to save my life
I’m alive
He’s alive
Hey, I’m alive

Things were getting gory
Got caught on territory
Belonging to the Crutches
In an alley in their clutches
Looking kind of dismal that night
Well the leader’s name was Fats
Swinging broken baseball bats
Things got really frantic
Starting jumping in their panic
Hallucinating billions of rats
Lots of rats

That was the day
My dead pet returned to save my life
That was the day
My dead pet returned to save my life
I’m alive, I’m alive, real alive

That was the day my dead pet returned
That was the day my dead pet returned
That was the day my dead pet returned
That was the day my dead pet returned
To save my life

I’m alive, I’m alive
He’s alive, he’s alive, he’s alive
I’m alive, yeah
He’s alive, he’s alive
I’m alive, real alive
Alive, alive, alive
Alive, alive, alive, alive
Alive, alive, alive, alive
I’m alive

[a real Sheila]

Everyone is making jokes and some of them are funny, but seriously, it hurts like H when you lose a beloved dog!!

I thought it was a sweet story.

Yes, they do need to get another dog.

[Ditter]

I did the same thing when 2 year old Tootie died. I was heart broken. I called the breeder very quickly I had a full sister from the next littler. It healed my heart, there is nothing quite like puppy kisses to do that.

[Salamander]

“Everyone is making jokes and some of them are funny, but seriously, it hurts like H when you lose a beloved dog!!”

So much so that some of us -have- to keep laughing or we might start screaming.

[RetroSexual]

I’m Alive (That Was The Day My Dead Pet Returned To Save My Life) [A. Cooper]

Salamander, you rock.

[Hoffer Rand]

Wonder what they going to do when the new dog uses Looby Loo as a loo?

[Slings and Arrows]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L6GzVCYqoyY

Ramones - “Pet Sematary”

Lyrics

Under the arc of a weather stain boards,
Ancient goblins, and warlords,
Come out of the ground, not making a sound,
The smell of death is all around,
And the night when the cold wind blows, no one cares, nobody knows.

I don’t wanna be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don’t want to live my life again.
I don’t wanna be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don’t want to live my life again.

Follow Victor to the sacred place,
This ain’t a dream, I can’t escape,
Molars and fangs, the clicking of bones,
Spirits moaning among the tombstones,
And the night, when the moon is bright,
Someone cries, something ain’t right.

I don’t wanna be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don’t want to live my life again.
I don’t wanna be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don’t want to live my life again.

The moon is full, the air is still,
All of a sudden I feel a chill,
Victor is grinning, flesh rotting away,
Skeletons dance, I curse this day,
And the night when the wolves cry out,
Listen close and you can hear me shout.

I don’t wanna be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don’t want to live my life again.
I don’t wanna be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don’t want to live my life again, oh no, oh no

I don’t want to live my life again, oh no, oh oh,
I don’t want to live my life again, oh no no no
I don’t want to live my life again, oh oh

[Osage Orange]

Just lost a darn good dog...last Nov. Had her for 13-14 yrs....Still hurts.

[RetSignman]

LOL, good one.

[mowowie]

The moss on the rock does kinda look like the dog.

[JRios1968]

[Salamander]

And hard, I might add.....;-D

[redhead]

Oy. Let. Me. Up.

[PATRIOT1876]

*He has little apparent concern for the material well being of the disadvantaged.”

That is so untrue! He loves all He created. There are many references to the poor and diadvantaged. What He expects of us is to care and help them. Paul went out of his way to persecute Christians. God told HIm that when he persecuted people he persecuted Him. God turned Paul around to be a great Apostle. This is just one example out of many. Paul stopped that and started imitating Christ.

Maybe you are not famaliar with Paul whose orginal name was Saul.

Acts 9:3-6.

[3] And as he journeyed, he came near Damascus: and suddenly there shined round about him a light from heaven:

[4] And he fell to the earth, and heard a voice saying unto him, Saul, Saul, why persecutest thou me?

[5] And he said, Who art thou, Lord? And the Lord said, I am Jesus whom thou persecutest: it is hard for thee to kick against the pricks.

[6] And he trembling and astonished said, Lord, what wilt thou have me to do? And the Lord said unto him, Arise, and go into the city, and it shall be told thee what thou must do.

“He is politically connected, socially powerful and holds the mortgage on literally everything in the world. God is difficult. God is unsentimental. It is very hard to get into God’s heavenly country club.”

It’s not hard to get into His heavenly club.

John 3:16 is still the gold standard. Not “rituals” or “traditions” are required. It is belief and trusting Him alone.

John 3:16

[16] For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

I don’t want to hijack your thread. I’m just passing through and leaving this comment and hope you consider it. Don’t let others with all kinds of crazy baggage influence you. I’m no better and maybe worse than you and I have a place at His table in the heavenly country club and so can YOU!*

You are correct NMH!

[Shadowstrike]

Well said.

[50mm]