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This is a wonderful poem for those of us who have lost beloved pets.

There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth. It is called the Rainbow
Bridge because of its many colours. Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge
there is a land of meadows, hills and valleys with lush green grass.

When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place. There is always food
and water and warm spring weather. The old and frail animals are young
agaIn. Those who are maimed are made whole again. They play all day with
each other. At night they snuggle and sleep. They are not lonely.

There is only one thing missing. They are not with their special person
who loved them on Earth. So, each day they run and play until the day
comes when one suddenly stops playing and looks up.

The nose twitches! The ears are up! The eyes are staring! And this one
suddenly runs from the group.

You have been seen, and when you and your special friend meet, you take him
or her in your arms and embrace. Your face is kissed again and again and
again, and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet.

Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be separated.


How many of you can read this poem without your eyes blurring with tears
and your throat constricted? My heart goes out for you. I don't
think there is one of us who haven't lost a special pet and knows how you
feel.
Author Unknown

BUGGY

CH Whiskapaws Lil Dude

CH Whiskapaws Miss Gaylord

Doudoux Diamonds Are Forever
August 13, 1999- March 21, 2000

STORMY (ROCKY), June 6, 2001- August 20, 2001
He left us all too soon.

Cissy, my son's oriental shorthair, died August 2001 from VAS.

Blaze, October 2000- January 2002