This is kind of weird. I mean my ghostwriter was actually the person who was behind the scenes of all my posts, since I can't really type with my doggie paws. (The official meaning of the word, ghostwriter is: someone who is hired to write literary and journalistic works, speeches, or other texts that are officially credited to another person as the author.)
But now that I'm across the Rainbow Bridge, I'm actually a real ghost and can still write stories just like our friend Foley on her doggie blog from Across the Rainbow Bridge. Oh, and she put me in charge of The Heavenly Bone newspaper. I hope I can manage all of that.
Anyway, my ghostwriter says she's starting to get over the crying all the time stage of losing me, although her heart still aches like crazy. I told her to look back at some of my old posts. Specifically the post from December 31, 2013 (link below) in which I wrote what we doggies thought about the humans' annual ritual of reviewing the events of the past year. There was one line in that post that made her laugh out loud for almost a half an hour! The line about doggies who would rather barf all day rather than see something yet again … I'm not sure why that seemed so funny to her. But it made her heart feel a little better.
Meanwhile, I'm going to try on some wings and practice flying with my brother Joey dog.