For me and for MacKenzie, Ruby, Libby, Teague, Maggie and Duffy it was a very special time. For Mama and for Stacey it was once again like their hearts were broken right into tiny pieces.

I knew when I saw the tears in my Stacey’s eyes it was time for us to sound the trumpets and make ready for yet another reunion of joy for us and sadness at my earth home.

For all of Mac’s life his mother had done all she could for him. I remember when he came to our house, just a pup, only nine months old, a wee small Scot. And he loved my Mama as she loved him. It was that summer we babysat the grand dog Jake and had a boxer pup foster name Tyler. Those pups they were all about the same age and they were like the three Musketeers.

It was a wonderful summer for us all. Then Mama met Stacey and she traveled all the way from Washington State with John and Teague and Maggie. Mac was a good boy and he was adopted on the spot, then he had his own real forever family. For us and for Mac it was a magic time. Mama says they go where they are meant to and her Mac sure did. All of his life he had so many sick times but his own dear Mama worked at one of the best clinics ever, so Mac was cared for like no other dog ever.

He lived and played with his Scot sister and brother and then as they crossed over he got a new sister Kenzie. My heart is sad for her today as she will be so lonesome, just like her Mom and Dad.

But now it is time for us to greet my friend. Everyone is here and the bridge is lined with all of the magnificent horses that live here. Mac’s own horse brother asked them all to come, they are quite specular.

For me my own Grandma Frozen Cookie will lead the procession, she stands next to me. We are right behind Teague and Maggie. As we see our friend come he dances and he twirls in real Scottie style. Teague and Maggie are so thrilled to see their brother and best of all he still has that wonderful smell of their own Mama, Stacey if only briefly.

Yes for us it is a very special time, for Mac is home. And my heart it is with my own dear Mama and my Stacey because from here I can see the many tears from… a far, far ways .

Hugs, Riley

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