NOT a Question/A continuation and my last entry

Been up since just a little after midnight, had a dream that brought me to full wakefulness, I'll get to that in just a little bit. I find myself growing impatient with myself, have a schedule to begin my final journey and trying to adhere to it because there are things to be taken care of and finalized. Now then on to the dream...I have a farm and grow hay grass, I plow in the fall and disc and harrow and sow seed in early spring. Anyway, about ten years gone now, I was mowing hay grass and noticed this red fox sitting in the shade of a small grove of alders in the shade. Every pass I would make mowing she just sat there watching. No great concern to either of us. Over time I noticed her watching me do other things around the farm. My curiosity got the best of me and I went and researched red fox at the local library. Found out quite a bit and also found out some are just plain curious creatures. I figured I had one of those on my hands. No great concern. One fall afternoon I caught her following me to the hay barn, she was about thirty yards back and she seemed oblivious to any risk to her whatsoever. I went on to the barn, took care of a small job and went across the road to the house and watched the tube. Next morning I went on to work, came home and went about my usual routine, I happened to look out the front window and there she was, sitting across the road just watching the house. That was when I violated every game rule written. I set out a bowl of venison scraps for her. The next morning the bowl was empty. Time went on and I will confess without shame, I got attached to her. On three very rare occasions I managed to scratch her behind her ears, she got that close and placed that much trust in me. I was humbled to say the least. I had noticed that she was moving slower and with a little difficulty and I could see she had white on her muzzle. Time was catching up with her as it is with me. I began leaving the barn door open and made a hay bed for her. Never saw her in it, but there was always sign she had slept there. Two years ago, the winter turned off hard, cold and mean early, I would see her make her way to the barn, the next morning she would be gone. One evening I didn't see her and went to look for her, I found her curled up in the field, apparently she just gave out, she was still breathing, I sat down and pulled her up into my lap, she was so cold, and I will swear that what happened next was an absolute miracle, I witnessed something that I believe that no human had ever witnessed, she began to shimmer all over, it was a golden light, she glowed, just for a few seconds and then the light was gone, and gave one last breath. I wept like a child, for how long I can't say. Then I carried her to the house, wrapped her in a warm blanket and buried her that night in the backyard. The dream I had last night was of her, in meadow, sitting and waiting for what I am not sure. But I sincerely hope that when I begin my final journey across the rainbow bridge she will be there. My time grows short my friends, I have many tasks to complete before embarking on my final journey.