My pet dog Peketese (Pekinese mix
Maltese) named Bandit, passed Valentine's Day 2005 at
age five unexpectedly.
He was sick three months straight and while the
veterinary specialist was performing a mylogram, he passed. I
was devastated, because he was my child (for I have no
children). He was the most loving dog. He went everywhere with
Almost a month later, I went to bed
one night and woke up out of my body. I sat up, looked around,
and saw my dog's sister, Scarlette, still asleep beside
me. She's my twin sister's dog, and she slept
with me a lot. The walls in the room turned dark, and there
was Bandit laying against my leg and looking up at me. He was
young again, happy and wagging his tail. He then
jumped down and I told him I
loved him. He then ran over to a white bowl on the floor and
started drinking, and then ran off in the distance looking
back at me, wagging his tail.
I then woke up, sitting
up. I know it was an out of body experience. It was so
real. I ran into my twin's room and told her about it.
My dog proved to me that there is life after death for
animals. I still miss him and I know he's