~ Ailea's Angels at Rainbow Bridge ~
~ Continued ~
~ The 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 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, 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... |
Sheba - a.k.a. "Yoda Dog"
Spring, 1988 - August 2, 2003
Never Long Enough :-(
I never dreamed the day would
come
when saying good-bye to you, dear Sheba,
would arrive.
Ever youthful,
you were the best boogey-man chaser in the world,
always securing the perimeter of the yard
when I pulled in the drive.
Sheba, you were part of our lives for over 13 years,
and we are the better for it.
Thank you for sharing yourself with us all this time.
Happy bunny-chasing,
And rest in peace, little girl.
~ Tara ~
September 22, 2000 - November 6, 2000
A Littlest Angel
How I wish it could have been
different,
Tara Baby girl,
you were too sweet to endure the suffering
visited upon you for unexplained reasons.
Though only forty-six days old
and barely seeing the world on your own yet
You had captured my heart and my dreams
but were simply not meant to be.
You are now at peace, Tara Baby girl
and suffer no more.
Bring smiles in your Heaven,
and Sweet Dreams.
Please read Tara's Story
Cash
Deep River's Just Throw Money
October 19, 1989 - March 26, 1998
Good-bye, My Friend
More than anything in the world, my friend, I would have
had you live forever
Forever healthy, forever young, forever happy
I would have given you a meadow to play in, butterflies to chase
A cozy, warm bed in which to nap
And the warm, loving arms of your Special Person
To wrap about your neck
You were a gentleman of the highest caliber
And deserved nothing but the best
As you faded before my
very eyes I knew my wishes for you
Could not come true
And even without your failing health to consider
I know your heart grieved for your Special Person
I could see your pain in your eyes
Each time you gazed through your clouds into the distant woods
Watching, always watching, vainly, for her return
So we said our goodbyes and you
left in dignity
(while I sobbed, wetting your neck)
United once again with the love I could never replace
Released at last
From the existence which I knew had become a great burden
To your huge, gentle heart
Rest easy, my friend,
Rest well.
Please read the old man's story
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