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....
Caviar was my first dog. The dog that all my future dogs have to live up to...and what a high standard he set. Adopted from the shelter at 10 months of age, Caviar was instantly my best friend. I was only 10 years old, but we did obedience training and agility training and when we moved to Europe, he came along with us. We grew up together and he is the reason that my love for dogs has grown. I can't begin to put into words how much Caviar taught me not only about raising a dog, but about life. At age 13, Caviar had a brain tumor that grew to the point where it was pressing against his eyes. The white blood cells had pooled into his eyes, making him blind overnight and causing much pain. It was clear that it was time to let Caviar go.
Rest easy my dear friend...Until we meet again.
Breeze was a beautiful spirit. She had been "breezing" through too many homes too quickly...At just a year old, her owners dumped her at the shelter with her 4 puppies...She was fostered by our dear friend Ginnette until it was time for her puppies to be weaned. That's when she came to be our foster. Ginnette named her Breeze not because she had gone through so many homes, nor because she was fast as a whip, but because she was as refreshing as the ocean wind! We fostered Breeze for over two months. We came to love her like one of our own...But alas, Breeze found her new home and was adopted out to a family with another aussie playmate. Unfortunately, Breeze bolted from her new home and was tragically hit and killed by a car. She will be greatly missed by all of us who loved her...
Run like the wind Breezy, you are now free.
2005-November 24, 2008
I had always told Gary that I wanted a cat. Gary always said that when we moved to the country, we would have a cat then. The week we moved into our home I began my search for a brown or silver tabby. We found Karma a couple weeks later at the Humane Society when she was 9 months old. Karma loved the Aussies and was often found cuddling with her kitty buddies Soot and Maui. She was always the first to greet me in the morning and the last to say goodnight. Unfortunately, Karma's time with us was cut painfully short. Karma developed chronic renal failure and although we tried extremely hard to fight it, when we then found a mass in her abdomen we knew it was the end. Karma has left paw prints on our hearts.
My sweet little girl, I'll miss you forever.