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The Dog and a little Girl


Bill Bonham

I received this email from a friend

It is not known who replied, but there is a beautiful soul working in the dead letter office of the US postal service.

Our 14 year old dog, Abbey, died last month. The day after she died, my 4 year old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed Abbey.. She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her. I told her that I thought we could so she dictated these words:

Dear God,
Will you please take care of my dog? She died yesterday and is with you in heaven. I miss her very much. I am happy that you let me have her as my dog even though she got sick.
I hope you will play with her. She likes to play with balls and to swim. I am sending a picture of her so when you see her You will know that she is my dog. I really miss her.
Love, Meredith

We put the letter in an envelope with a picture of Abbey and Meredith and addressed it to God/Heaven. We put our return address on it. Then Meredith pasted several stamps on the front of the envelope because she said it would take lots of stamps to get the letter all the way to heaven. That afternoon she dropped it into the letter box at the post office. A few days later, she asked if God had gotten the letter yet. I told her that I thought He had.

Yesterday, there was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front porch addressed, 'To Meredith' in an unfamiliar hand. Meredith opened it. Inside was a book by Mr. Rogers called, 'When a Pet Dies..' Taped to the inside front cover was the letter we had written to God in its opened envelope. On the opposite page was the picture of Abbey &Meredith and this note:

Dear Meredith,
Abbey arrived safely in heaven.
Having the picture was a big help. I recognized Abbey right away.
Abbey isn't sick anymore. Her spirit is here with me just like it stays in your heart. Abbey loved being your dog. Since we don't need our bodies in heaven, I don't have any pockets to keep your picture in, so I am sending it back to you in this little book for you to keep and have something to remember Abbey by..
Thank you for the beautiful letter and thank your mother for helping you write it and sending it to me. What a wonderful mother you have. I picked her especially for you.
I send my blessings every day and remember that I love you very much.
By the way, I'm easy to find, I am wherever there is love.



master brummie
Bill. Its wonderful to hear such a story as that. Whoever took the trouble to reply to that little girl should be gratefully rewarded. I would imagine that little girls outlook on life now is especially sweet. Lovely story, thanks. Barry.

G G Jean

Brummy Wench.
It was sent to me a couple of weeks ago via a friend in Gozo but every time I see it it makes me realise there are still some thoughtful caring people in the world. Jean.


Bill, wonderful. This is what is missing in todays society. Thanks for posting it and reminding people what it costs to be a great adult and make others happy.


master brummie
Bill: Sometimes I feel old and cynical.

But occasionally comes along a revelation that restores my faith in human nature. Your post regarding Meredith and her beloved dog is one of them...

Have a nice day.


Jim pedley (pedlarman)


Burbury Brummie
That really touched me Bill. As Jim rightly states, it is stories like this that give you hope....

Thank you so much for putting a tear in the eyes of this thick skinned guy. Mabz (Keith) :)