Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of heaven, there is a place more beautiful, more peaceful, and happier than anywhere on earth. This place is called Rainbow Bridge.

When a pet dies that has been especially close to someone on earth, the pet always goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows, parkland, leafy woods, clear streams and gently rolling hills for those special friends to lay on, to run on, and to play happily together. Food, water and warmth are plentiful. Those special friends are always warm, are always comfortable. They want for nothing.

All those pets that had been ill or had become old and frail in life are restored to full health, youth and vigour; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong once more. They are just as we remember them in our dreams of the glorious past we shared with them. All are happy and content except for one small thing. Each of them misses someone, who was very special to them, someone who they had to leave behind.

They spend their days running and playing together until the day comes, as it does to each of them, when one stops and gazes into the distance. His eyes shine with a brightness that even the sun cannot equal. His whole body quivers in anticipation. Suddenly, almost without warning, he turns away from the group and begins to run faster than he has ever run before. He is almost flying across the lush, green grass.

You see, you have been spotted by him, and when you and your special friend, who you thought you would never see again, finally meet you cling together in the purest of embraces, and you both know that you will never again be parted.

Licks and kisses smother your face, your hands gently caress his head and neck and you look once more into the trusting eyes of the pet, so long gone from your life but who was never ever absent from your heart.

Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together....