Our Beautiful Poppy

Our beautiful dog ‘Poppy’ such an Angel dressed in fur. You were such an incredible friend, your devotion and love was like no other, your beautiful energetic soul was magical, thank-you for the incredible amount of kisses and licks you gave our family every day. You were the snuggliest sweetness little huggle muffin who was our furry fan club and fluffy cheer leader, you were always so pleased to see us with your excited little dance that you did when we came through the door even if we had only been out for a short while, how you used to roll around on our purple sparkly carpet in joy as if to celebrate what a decadent palace you lived in. This was your doggy way of showing us how grateful you were and how lucky you felt to be in our family, how you used to sit beside us when we were eating, asking with your eyes, then paws, then demanding barks, if you could please have some avocado from my salad, such an odd thing for a four legged to enjoy but it was your favourite, you weren’t much keen on dog food, you liked human food, the veggie sausage that nanny Olive would give you every Sunday on your weekly visit when mummy was working was a highlight. You loved everyone you met and although you would shout at the postman every morning when he came to deliver our mail, you would never ever attack him.

You just liked to protect the house like all good K9’s. No-one could get near the our house without you barking to let us know.
This was sadly what bought about your ascension to the rainbow bridge, your insane fetish for oncoming traffic, Although we had fenland as far as the eye could see you always chose to run towards the one busy road main road outside our house, you liked to challenge the oncoming traffic for daring to come near our home, such a softie at heart but pure gangster with more front than Brighton pier when it came to vehicles, In particular lorry’s and tractors. It wasn’t a surprise that it was a lorry that ended your beautiful little life so suddenly.

For three years we managed to keep you safe from the road and even tied you to the house for your own safety so you could bask in the sunshine after we had walked around the fens with you off your lead.
Weirdly You never went to the road when we were with you it was just when our back was turned.
When you did, this would be the only time you ever got shouted at. We tried to install fear into your bold heart about the danger of the road, but you never seemed to grasp it, even when you had a near miss which you did have quite a few times, as you would slip out unnoticed on the odd occasion and we would hear barking and a car skreeching and know that you had gone renegade. Luckily these were near-misses and every time we would tighten up security and thank the heavens you had more lives than a cat, but it was a dark cloud of Russian roulette that you were playing. We lost you when you snuck out for your final time, the ‘if only’s and ‘what if’s are too much to bare, especially as our last exchange was me shouting at you to stay away from the road on the morning of ascension day. You ran into the house scolded and I should have run after you to explain and give you a cuddle as this would be our last communication. Which I feel so awful about.

If only you had known that I was trying to save your life everytime I raised my voice at you when you went too close to the road.
How awful that our last communication was me raising my voice at your gentle soul. Why didn’t you realise that I was trying to protect you from your fate. You were so dedicated to us in every way, except when it came to the road, You weren’t even a huge fan of being outside, a rather odd characteristic for a dog, but you loved your home comforts and would do your business on our walks outside and then run back to the house to go back to your cozy couch.
You had created an underground lair under the sofa for peace and quiet when the kids were full on and you wanted to have a shanti snooze. In the daytime when the kids were at school you would lounge around enjoying all your favourite spots and blankets while I worked, you would always pop over to me at my desk and scruffle me at my leg for a little cuddle break, I would know that this was our time to have a play and run around outside.
I will miss doing yoga in the mornings with you weaving in and out of my Asanas with devoted licks and love, I cherished the way you would lick my face all over when in savasana as if to get some of the goodness from my practice in my salty sweat, the last class we did together you lay on my chest for the whole savasana, which you had never done before and I should have known then that your time was near as I scooped you up into a ball and you sat in my lap as we meditated together fir the last time, I never wanted that moment to end and now I know why. You even sat next to me on my sheepskin when I filmed a meditation the day before you passed, you didn’t normally get in shot but this time you made sure I would have something to remember you by.
In hindsight I can see that these moments were your souls way of saying goodbye. Unconsciously, the week leading up to your ascension I was overwhelmed with gratitude for you and the love we shared, I contemplated on what a blessing you were in my life, I had so much gratitude in my heart as I snuggled and groomed you, little did I know it was my intuition telling me to cherish you even more than I normally did as you weren’t going to be around for too much longer.
The day you passed the whole house felt so strange in the lead up to it and both me and my hubby were in really odd moods like something bad was going to happen but we couldn’t put our finger on it.
To shift the energy I decided to get out into the garden with the kids and plant some bulbs my mum had given us, we dug little beds for the nests to rest and shoot in good time. Then we decided to cleanse all the crystals in the sunshine for the super full moon energies. I had received guidance from my Crystal skull that I must have a mass cleansing and smudging.
I thought that it would help lift the stale energy in the house, how painfully ironic that this cleansing process I was teaching my daughter would become the reason that we were then later burying our beautiful soulmate.
We were in and out of the house collecting up the crystals and it was in one of these moments where I was carrying a bucket of crystalline beings that I must have missed her slipping past to the great outdoors. It was rush hour so the odds were much higher, my hubby had nipped to the shops and I thought she was in the living room with Kosmo playing on computer, and didn’t realise she was missing until we got the dreaded knock at the door and I knew by his face that all was lost.
I ran to her beautiful body temple that was still intact all but her little neck that she had stuck out in the road for the last time.
I scooped her up and cradled her in my arms as the children realised their little friend had left.
I smelt your fur and cuddled your warm body of love for the last time as we chanted Akaaal through our tears and waited for dad to return home from the shops to learn the tragic news. The apple tree was chosen for your resting place and dad created you a cozy bed in Mother Earth for you to lay in for your eternal rest , we offered you back to Gaia with crystals and scarab beetle to guide you on your path to the stars, we prayed that Magda and Milena would greet you on the otherside and love you as much in the spirit world as we did down here.

We adopted Magdas cat ‘Pushka’when she ascended, so now she will have our fur baby to love in the ethers as we have hers here on Earth, a bitter sweet irony but alas super poetic and tragic all at the same time. My human best friend and now my best four legged friend in the heavens together so devastatingly profound, I know she will take good care of our little fluffy hero queen. We buried some of Magdas crystals with Poppy so they would find each other effortlessly on the otherside. I pray that she was there to greet our little super pooch to help her on her path to the stars. We chanted akaaaal done more and gave thanks for her incredible existence and all the gifts she bestowed upon us with her relentless unconditional love that only a Dog can give. It’s no coincidence that’s it God spelt backwarrds. They are a little ‘source’ ambassadors bringing heaven to earth with their devoted spirits, reminding us of the love and beauty of our creator. We lit a candle on her grave, the children decorated her resting place with a stone circle and the fresh daffodils that sacrificed themselves to accompany poppy home. Although my heart was breaking I held the space with dignity to give her the send off she deserved, it was not until later I got hit by the same lorry energetically in the form of overwhelming unconsolable grief for my departed furry familiar, the house was so deathly quite without her bubbly spirit, I would give anything for her to bounce onto my lap one last time or ask to be lifted onto the bed when we retired, You always came to bed when we did and you didn’t get up until I did. There was no heavy little load sleeping in between my legs and pinning the duvet down, or snuggling in between me and hubby to get the best of both vibes.

I tossed and turned all night, cried and re-ran the events of the day untill the sunshine came up again. How the sun shone so bright outside but in my heart it was so so dark. Your enthusiastic energy was gone, the sun rose, but my little excited friend wasn’t the first face I saw to greet the day.
I will miss how you woke us up with your loving licks scruffling paws to get our attention to go outside and play. I will even miss the way you humped our legs when we wore fluffy pyjamas. Everything you did was excusable because you were so damn cute. You loved us so unconditionally. It’s so sad and devastatingly ironic that your sense of adventure was what ended your earthly existence.
We tried so hard to show you how dangerous the road was but whenever our back was turned you ran straight to it like a kid in a candy store, Maybe if we had you from a baby we could have trained you better but by the time you came to us you were already a full on rebellious teenager with a “know it all” attitude that was hard to change. This was your personality, and we loved you for it, fearlessly independent like every member of our family !! You fitted right in !! you had such a bad ass bold spirit and we loved you for it. However it was this ‘rebel without a cause’ attitude that had you slip out of this dimension at lightening speed and into the next.
You had such a thing for big lorry’s and tractors ..always barking at them as the enemy ..if only you knew how much of an enemy they were and that they had the power to end your four legged life.

We will miss your night-time snuggles, where you would curl in between my legs on the sofa or enter into a snuggle puddle with me and the kids, squishy In the love cluster, utterly devoted and content. You never missed a family ‘hug time’ and would even knock Kiki over in order to get in on the snuggle with me, not wanting to be left out of any random acts of love. Your earned your name from mums obsessions with Trolls, just like pink haired Poppy- the Queen of the Trolls, you lived your life full of optimism and positivity. Weirdly the day we bought you home to live with us after naming you in the car in the way home we were greeted with a huge shrine of poppies that created an incredible display in the church courtyard, it was like the universe was welcoming you into our family with this beautiful art sculpture dedicated to all our soldiers who lost their lives fighting for our country. It’s only now that I see the irony of your name, such a beautiful and innocent flower that is famous for honouring the dead. A flower of deep sleep that has even been used as a magical medicine plant by our ancestors, the ancient Sumerians referred to it as Hul Gil, the "joy plant” for those wishing to journey with its dream inducing powers. Maybe is was your name that influenced your destiny and took you into the ultimate deep sleep. You were the prettiest poppy in the field, your adorable face was just ridiculously perfect, I think you were the cutest fur baby ever to Grace the Earth, you were our little munchkin and our lives will never be the same again. We planted fresh flowers in your grave and placed a fluffy toy that was the image of you in the tree so you could look down on us from heaven for ever more. Nanny Olive gave us an Angel to place in your little stone circle and we placed a huge amethyst beside you so that your little soul would have as much help in the ethers as possible to transform and transcend. You were such a magical pooch you even managed to get some messages to me via a beautiful animal communication group.

This definitely helped my heart to process the guilt and blame I was inflicting upon myself as your trusted guardian, even from your heavenly doggy throne, you were still healing me and loving me like a flower loves the sun. Thankyou for everything my little soul mate, give Magda and Milena a huge hug from all of us. Keep the bed warm for one day we will meet again and play together for eternity. Love you deeper than the deepest ocean princess poppy. Thankyou for being a living avatar of love. You were and always will be a royal hound of the heart and we will never ever forget you. You are just going to have to teach me how to play with you in the spirit world until we one day meet again.
Love you Darlingy Poppy Pants ...see you on the otherside. AHO00000000000. Inlakesh. Akaaaaaal.
Sat Nam. Namaste.
Woof. 💗
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Adopted in October 2018 At the age of 14 doggy years young (2 human years)
Ascended 29/03/21 at the age of 35 doggy years (5 human years)

Rise in Peace Princess Poppy Dog 💜💖💜