Friday, July 21, 2006
Rainbow Bridge
Just this side of Heaven is a place called "Rainbow Bridge" . When an animal passes away who has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows, hills, lakes and streams for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water, and sunshine, and our friends are warm, comfortable, and safe. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are very happy and content.....except for one small thing. They each miss someone very special to them who had to be left behind. They all run and play together, but a day comes when one will suddenly stop and stare into the distance. His bright eyes widen and are intent. His eager body quivers in anticipation.
Suddenly he begins to run from the group...flying over the green grass. His legs carrying him faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend meet, you cling to each other in joyous reunion, never to be parted again.
The happy kisses rain upon your face. Your hands again caress their beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting, loving eyes of your friend, who was gone from your life.....but who was never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge....together.
We miss you, Honey!
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3 comments:
oh no! What happened?
Honey had a massive stroke and died. It was pretty terrible, because she died right in my arms. She just started to yaulp, her whole body tightened up as she lay on the floor (I thought she was having a bad charlie horse or muscle spasm). The yaulp became a howl and two minutes later, the lights just went out in her eyes.
The hardest part was carrying her to the emergency vet clinic to be cremated. Walking into the emergency clinic at 6:30pm, where all these people are there with their sick animals -- and there I am carrying a 90lb dead greyhound in my arms. Sucked for me, and I bet it sucked for all of them, too. You'd think they'd have a back entrance for that sort of thing.
I am so sorry. It must have been horrible. She was a great dog.
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