Explanations ...

The days go by differently than on earth. There are periods of activity and periods of rest.  Lots of things to do as well as time for reflection, even introspection. It was during one of these times that Mouse found herself, and knowing that Andrew could help her sort out her thoughts she headed off to search for him … and found herself on his lap as he sat beneath the aspen he loved so much  

“How do you DO that?” She asked, a bit flustered. Andrew just smiled at her and made soothing sounds. 

“What seems to be puzzling you?”

“Well, with Max gone, I really don’t know what to do with myself.”

“I see,” replied the angel. “What would you LIKE to do?”

Mouse thought for a few moments. “Does everyfur know about this place? Mama always seemed so sad when she’d read on the writie box about furs who left their families behind.  She hoped that people knew they would all be reunited one day. Do they all come here? To our meadow?”

“Oh heavens no, sweet one. Our Father’s house has many rooms.”

“Wazzat mean?”

There are many meadows, many angels and many groups much like yours who come from all over the world. Each family group from earth has its own angel, like me, and ambassadors who greet all who come.  No one is ever forgotten!  

Mouse thought about that for a bit.  “So I don’t need to worry about ALL the other critters ...”

Andrew broke out in laughter, “Oh my!   The only One who can do THAT is our Creator! *I* can’t even do that!!!”

“Oh.”

Mouse could see there was much to learn.  Andrew petted her awhile, in just the right way, and Mouse slept.

... and awoke, with the others.  “Wow! I just talked to Andrew! And he told me ...”

As Andrew faded from view, he smiled,  He loved them all so, and knew all was well. As it should be.  

©Rose Scott