Rainbow Bridge

               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
               vigour; 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, someone who was 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 begins to quiver. Suddenly, he breaks from the group, flying over
               the green grass, 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 those trusting eyes, so long gone from your life, but never
               absent from your heart.

               Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together...

               *Author Unknown* 


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