The warmth of the sun on his fur felt like the stroking hands that had just been there, and he remembered. “I miss them already. My lives with them were so good.” He wished they could see him now. He felt so much better and just wanted to play. Well, perhaps after he ate, and napped for a bit in this long green grass. He looked to his friend who, it seemed, had been here waiting for him. “Will we ever see them again?”
“You can see them whenever you wish,” his friend replied. “Just look into the pond and you’ll be able to watch over them, wherever they are.” They looked out to the beautiful valley in front of them, and saw others in the distance. There would be so much to see, so much to do. “And we’ll all be together again someday. You’ll find that time here is… different.” He nuzzled against his long-lost – now found – companion. “It will feel like no time at all.”
Rest In Peace, Pan -- We Love You!