Rainbow Bridge.

Just this side of Heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an aniumal 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 that they can run and play topgether. 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 well 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 intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group,flying over the green grass, his legs carring him faster and faster.

You have been spotted and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, not to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face: your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look on again into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life, but never absent from your heart.

Then, you cross the Rainbow Bridge together..........

I have been looking for this for a long time. A friend lost a very dear baby this last month. thank you.

Thanks Debra,

What a magical place that would be - oh, please let it be true - I miss my dear sweet Tatiana soooooo much! I will live the rest of my days in hope that Rainbow Bridge is out there somewhere and that my beautiful little princess will join me there.

Thank you again,
Lisa

Thank you so much for that. I now think of Gizmo's passing a little differently. -- I believe --

Each day seems a little less bleak thinking of him running around freely and playing, or even just lying around taking in the fresh air that he loved so much.

I feel some relief from my own pain with these thoughts to carry me through each day.

Thank you again.

I will meet my kitten Velcro , and my much younger kitten Lady Meow , again one day...



-- Faiz, with a tear in her eye --

Fahzia - I truly believe that one day we will be reunited with our lost angels. I am glad that this has given you some comfort. I do not know who the origianl author was,but God bless them!

This is where I imagine all the beloved companions I've lost through the years.

Pockets, my little orphan kitty who had a heart too large for his little body. I pray they're all there, waiting for me to come.

Elyse

Elyse, I truly believe that if God knows every Sparrow that falls, He knows little Pockets and has a special place for him and all of your furry babies. He knows how much we love His little creatures. He gave us that capacity to love.

I've been feeling a bit sad about pockets. I can't find ONE roll of film that had his pictures on it either so all I have are memories in my heart and I guess that's enough but I sure long to see his little face and sweet nature. He was such a special little guy, he loved to be SANG to of all things! I remember whilst litter box training him I was bathing my younger daughter and he began to tinkle on a towel that was on the floor so I quickly picked him up to run him to the little box and WHOOO old faithful did that little stream GOOOO...lol, my girls still giggle to this day. He was this itty bitty thing only 3 weeks old and here's this big stream, it was funny--he was just a doll, an absolute doll and I thank God I got the time with him that I did, that I got to say goodbye and hold him close.

Elyse

Elyse - Pockets WILL be there for you!

YES Rainbow Bridge is vary good.

What a beautiful thought, to be reunited with some of my best friends again.
In loving memory of...
Rea 1970 - 1991. He used to sleep in the cot with me when I was a baby, we lost him when I was 12. He was always there to protect and look after me as a child. I miss you dear old man.

Leroy 1980 - 1993. A best friend...always up for a run around and a game, or just a cuddle. When I would cry, he used to lick the tears off my face and wouldn't leave my side 'till he was sure I was O.K. I'm so glad he died in my arms peacefully, purring.

Ashriel, What beautiful memories you have to sustain you until your see your babies again. It's obvious they had a loving mommy.

Thank you.
I did have a wee cry while posting that.
It's so lovely that there is a place where people can talk about these things.

love Ash

I have just read these posts and realise that there are others who have felt the pain and loss that I still feel. Can I tell you the very long story about my soul mate? None of my family really understands although they do try. He was one of a litter of 8 born in November 1984. His mother was one of a litter of 6. I kept them all. They were all bitzers, mainly tabby, some cream and brown but he was jet black. Not one lighter hair. He never ate with any of the others. He always waited till last. He would not socialise with anyone, including us. Nobody could pet him or touch him. When he was two, we transferred to another city. By this time, I only had him and his cousin and I flew them both down to our new home. His cousin (Nermal and gorgeous) settled in very well but he remained aloof and untouchable. One day when he was 6, Nermal didn't come home. I never found her and I grieved for her for a long time. When he was 9, he walked up to me and just looked me in the eye. Then he sat down with his elegant tail wrapped neatly around himself and just looked at me. I didn't know what he was trying to tell me then, although in hindsight I feel I do. That night, he ate his dinner and then walked over to me and jumped up on my lap. I didn't move. This happened for several nights and then I patted his head for a few minutes. Over the years, we became very close. When he was 14, he developed a major kidney infection and had to have drugs for a long time. When he was 16, he went blind due to hypertension and his retinas detached. I was distraught. My husband said I had to have him put down because it would be cruel for him to be blind. I spoke to the vet and a renal specialist and they said no, but the next kidney infection would be his last. They said I would know because he would start to fail in the back legs and then I would need to make the decision to have him put to sleep. I spent a long time thinking about this and asking myself whether I would have the strength to make that decision and then I knew that I could. Just after his 17th birthday, my neighbour's wife rang at 6am and asked to speak to my husband. I thought something was wrong with her husband and she needed help. My husband took the call, which turned out to be the fact that my soul mate had been found dead on the road with no apparent injuries. After Nermal's disappearance, I had always asked him to let me find him if he had died. After all the time I had spent thinking about making the decision of killing him, I could not believe that I had lost him any other way. I wasn't prepared for it. I didn't expect it. I didn't cope. I still can't believe it happened. I just thank him for letting me find him, as I'd asked. He has been gone 10 months now and not a day goes by that I don't think of him and miss him. He was so special. I have a new fur baby now (also black) and one night as I nursed him, I swear I was holding my soul mate in my lap. I know that I will see him again and I often feel him with me but in the meantime, I would give a lot to be able to hold him close again.
Diann in Australia

Diann - what a lovely story and tribute to your fur babe! I am sitting here with tears in my eyes, envisioning his behavior. I can feel your pain and deep sadness thru your words. Time will be your friend, as you continue to grieve and to heal.
In the mean time, you have your cyber friends who are here for you!
God bless you.

Some people believe that God sends their special animals back. I don't know, because God's ways are beyond my finite understanding. Somehow or another, though, another animal always comes along with which we feel that very special bond. I know you'll love this little black kitten. They're so special. Dont' be afraid to tell us how you feel. We understand. They're our special babies.

I like the idea of the Rainbow Bridge.

I have lost several cats over the years, and so understand the pain. One cat, Zak, would like to hug me around the neck. He was the only cat I have ever known who would do this.

I lost him to leukemia. I knew he was getting weak, but then one day he was so weak my family took him to the vet. I was away at school, and they waid he had leukemia. Because I wasn't there, they brought him home so I could be with him.

Knowing he was dying that Friday, I was glad to have what time I could, and if he survived the weekend, I would let him go on Monday so as not to prolong his suffering.

He died in his sleep Sunday afternoon A few days later, I started to dream about him. He was telling me he was happy where he was and was there to make sure I didn't grieve too much. A time or two I felt him sleeping beside me, and was happy.

I got a new cat later, but can never replace him. His love helped me bridge a painful time, and the memory is still good many years later.

I hope what I have said helps others.

Remember the love, and dwell in the Light of God forever.

Eleana

Eleana, Love cannot die, can it? Zak sounds so special and your love for him just sings through your tribute. Each kitten is special in his own way, but now and then one comes into our lives that we really connect with. Someday, I believe you'll find a cat with whom you have that special relationship. She won't replace Zak, but you will feel that same, wonderful sort of bond. God bless.

Eleana
I feel exactly as you do about Zak. Every so often, a truly special kitty comes into your life and I just don't think anything every replaces that or is the same. They stay with you always.
Diann in Australia