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To: backhoe
I'm sorry to hear about the loss of your dog.

This poem helped me cope when I had to be my kitty down.

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills 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 and comfortable.

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 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 the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. 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 finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together.... 

Author unknown...


12 posted on 02/01/2007 2:12:16 PM PST by MotleyGirl70
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To: MotleyGirl70
Thank you so very much for sharing "The Rainbow Bridge". Awesome. I awakened this Christmas morning thinking of those no longer with me. Those I miss and love yet. The story you posted I have saved in a file, and because it perfectly describes a thing which happened to me last year. The last of the family litter of cats was dying. He was the only male, preceded in death by his 3 sisters and mother. He was 19. Taking him to a vet would have been something he would have hated. So, Mr. Alia and I spent an entire weekend loving him as he was passing. He had been the best hunter, he kept watch over my kids and his sisters. A truly tremendous beast. When a cat didn't come in at night, and he knew I was concerned, he'd go out and find the late cat, and bring it home.

Anyway, he was dying. I'd just hand fed him a couple pieces of fresh turkey and some milk. I'd gone into the kitchen to clean some dishes, Mr. A was sitting on the floor next to him.

I was looking out the window, water in the sink running, when he appeared in my head!!! He spoke with an aneme cat voice, he was with a ton of cats, he was happy, and he told me he'd be there when I passed. That he'd be there waiting.

My eyes popped huge, I knew I hadn't been thinking it, I knew I hadn't invited this, ran into the room, and sure enough this blessed beast had passed.

I'll never forget this experience.

He's waiting to cross the Rainbow Bridge with me, and now I know.

84 posted on 12/25/2008 4:16:57 AM PST by Alia
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To: MotleyGirl70; NYTexan

MotleyGirl70, pinging your post for NYTexan.

Thanks,


108 posted on 05/03/2009 9:02:26 AM PDT by Eaker (The Two Loudest Sounds in the World.....Bang When it should have been Click and the Reverse.)
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