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....
Having to say goodbye to a pet can be an especially difficult time for those close to the pet. We wanted to create a space that loved ones could share stories of their special animal friends that have been lost. Feel free to email stories and pictures to [email protected]
Riley - Riley was our first baby. He taught my husband and I what true, unconditional love was like. Even though he was a terrible farm dog (scared of his own shadow), he was the best companion and loved to be at your side. He rarely barked, so it was a shock to us when he let out a big 'RUFF' as our minister announced us husband and wife in church. I will miss his cuddles during storms as we comforted each other and his sad, tragic face that got him everything he wanted. Rest easy bud.
Ivan - Ivan came as a stray from the local Pound. Some may have said he wasn't the prettiest cat, but I saw beauty in his crooked jaw and a nose that was as smooshy as they come. He loved carbs and destroyed many loaves of fresh bread. He was a great therapy cat and visited local senior homes and the odd kindergarten and daycare class. I hope he is chasing all the flies and eating all the bread and muffins down the rainbow bridge.