And then came an angel.

It was late afternoon on a soft April day. I sat listening to classical music, playing  low on my cd player

When I became aware of a presence  in the room I looked up and saw standing before  me a large angel 

Clothed in a long cream robe.  In his arms he held my  beloved miniature long haired dachshund Lucy who

Had died suddenly à few months before.  Wé had shared à strong bond from the time she had joined

our   animal family at the  age of 2 months. Her loss had been terrible and I was far from over it. The

angel held the dog tenderly with her back against him and his face averted  so that he was looking at

Her but she was looking at me. The pair stayed with me long enough for me to appreciate what I was

Looking at and just disappeared.