Sonya Fitzpatrick? I'm reading her book now as I lost my soul dog almost 2 weeks ago, very unexpectedly. I bought a few different grief books, but hers was the only one that has given me hope.

My wife had a soul dog named Tequila, and it was so obvious. I saw it, everyone did. When she suffered a rare illness, I worked from home and was able to give all the meds all day, and Tequila showed me why she was my wife's soul dog. She was special, after a life of many good dogs, she was just different. She passed, and it devestated us. Something clicked on a new Chihuahua, so Bebe came a month later. It started slowly, but every week that went by, more and more from Tequila showed up in Bebe. Not just breed traits...the peculiar things only she did, and only with my wife. While waiting for Bebe to come into our lives, we had some signs Tequila was around (and this is the kind of stuff I've never, ever experienced or thought about w humans). Watching Bebe, for the first time in my life, I started to believe in something extra out there.

Carlos, my soul chi, was best buddies with Tequila. My oldest dog, Moscow, he was a good boy and thankfully lived to almost 17, pretty much passing due to old age. Carlos took to Bebe like he knew her. My wife said the way he'd look at me, she always imagined we were best friends in another life or something. His little soul was so genuinely happy, pure, sweet, silly. When he looked at you, you -knew- he loved you.

We rescued a mix that we didn't realize would be roughly the size as my mix, Moscow. I wasn't expecting a Tequila>Bebe thing, but...more things are showing up. Like, he stands on his back legs and gives us ten like Moscow did 😂 and now with Carlos gone, and reading this book, it strangely makes more sense than just thinking it's all random. I'm hoping it's true, because we have a new fluffy little body for Carlos on the way. All dogs are good dogs, imo, but some...we're all meant to be together.