This morning there was a clamor among the residents of the Rainbow Bridge. There were hushed words about a new arrival who was coming to join them shortly and they all gathered eagerly at the Bridge to see who their new guest would be.
"I hope that he's another dog. We always have room for another dog." A goldenLabrador said.
"I hope that he's another kitty."
"Or maybe even a bird, a lizard, or a fish!" The others chimed in.
Patiently the RB residents waited. There was a light fog covering the ground, even though it was beginning to lift they still couldn't see across to the other side. Soon they could hear the sound of footsteps stepping on the Bridge. Heavy footsteps, not the soft tap of small paws. Through the mist a tall, dark shape was starting to take form. The residents lined up along either side of the bridge to greet their new arrival. Slowly the figure in the mist began to emerge and all of the Rainbow creatures gasped in wonder, the birds took to the air and sang. The newcommer stepped off of the Bridge and walked between the rows of cats, dogs, birds, hamsters, lizards and all of the other beloved and forgotten animals that have come before. The birds flew over head and they all gathered around to welcome the young, vibrant horse that stood among them, his beautiful coat glistening in the morning sun. Barbaro has finally come, to run and prance free from pain and suffering, to gallop swiftly over green fields where his spirit will be free forever.
Rest in peace, Barbaro.