an animal dies that has been especially close
to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbows 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 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 are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly
he begins to run from the group, flying over the
green grass, his legs carrying him faster and
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 the trusting eyes
of your pet, so long gone from your life but never
absent from your heart.
Then you cross
Rainbows Bridge together...
I know that
all my previous companions are waiting for me
at Rainbow Bridge and some day I will be reunited
with all of my sweet babies!
was our beloved Cocker Spaniel. He was
adopted from the local animal shelter.
He got his name after a famous New Orleans
Blues man by the name of Professor Longhair
because when we adopted him he was bald
from having mange and was blind too, but
he was still very much alive and talented
in spite of his disabilities. He eventually
grew a beautiful red coat like that of
an Irish Setter. Fess left us as a result
of old age.
was a Boxer mix that we found on the side
of the highway abandoned by humans. She
was full of herself and had a very loving
personality. She was severely injured
in a terrible accident with a car, but
lived to have a litter of ten puppies.
big boy "Fellow" (aka "Fella"). My second
of two Great Pyrenees'. The breed is known
as "The Gentleman With White Fur" and
I can tell you it's appropriate. He was
the most lovable pet I've ever had the
pleasure of owning. His full name was
"Mellow Fellow". I had lost another Pyrenees
to illness and while at the Veterinary
office, was told about a woman who had
to give him up to the pound because she
had a stroke. He developed bone cancer
at the age of ten and we had to relieve
was a beautiful Calico female. I had her
for only a brief while. She was quite
a little lady and loved to snuggle. She
was very friendly and got along very well
with our dogs. In fact, I think she thought
she was a dog! LeRoux disappeared awhile
ago and never returned. I like to think
she's just made new friends.
He was my first horse, or should I say
pony? He was half Shetland and half Welsh.
I got Rusty on a rainy Christmas Morning
in California when I was about 6 years
old. I'll never forget it, I cried my
first happy tears when I saw him. He was
very, very intelligent and could count.
can hardly begin to tell you about "Sheba".
I grew up with her as my constant companion
and friend. She was a gift from our next
door neighbor when my first cat died of
distemper. Sheba lived with us for 25
years! I can't say enough to express my
love for our "Sheb". There will never
be another like her. She was a beautiful
Lynx point Siamese.
was the first of my two Pyrenees, "Snow"
or "Snowman". My husband brought him home
thinking he was a white St. Bernard. He
was found on the interstate during the
Mardi Gras Holiday. Apparently, someone
lost him while stopped. He had been lonely
and looking for home for quite some time
and was very ill with a respiratory infection
when he came to us. We tried everything
to bring him back to health, but he passed
to Rainbow Bridge after about three months.
was adopted from a litter of kittens that
my neighbors cat had. She was a great
hunter! She was also very popular with
the male cats because of her beauty (and
she knew how pretty she was too). She
gave birth to four litters of little kittens.
Zydeco was struck by a car while on one
of her hunts.
little Tabby cat. "Dixie" was my traveler.
She lived with me in California, then
Louisiana, back to California and finally,
returned to Louisiana. She lived with
me when I was single and was my room mate
for just over 10 years. She disappeared
on Halloween Night several years ago.
Maybe she's haunting her enemies!
man, "Bitterman". I chose his name after
the butler in the movie, "Arthur", with
Dudley Moore. He had a sophisticated look
about him, half Siamese and half Calico.
This little guy was Mr. Personality. He
loved everybody and everybody loved him.
He was as rambunctious as a pussycat can
be. On Valentines Day, my husband found
him struck by a car. His nickname was
Ziggy was our neighbors dog, but came
to live with us when they moved away.
She was crippled by a mailman while still
a pup, but we always said, "she got around
better on three legs than any 4 legged
dogs. An unfortunate case of untreatable
heart worms took Ziggy from us not long
after she had the litter of puppies from
which our little dog, Iggy came.
Dog!" The puppy of the one above. Iggy was
our best friend for almost 13 years when
he passed to Rainbow Bridge with lymph node
cancer. He will be forever in our hearts.
finally . . . Black Sugar Sadie's
Sugar Magnolia "Sugar" We fondly called
her just "Shug". She was the perfect Black
Lab! (I may be prejudiced, but she really
was of excellent bloodlines). Sugar was
a direct descendant of the legendary "King
Buck". She was his granddaughter. Many
champions came before her. We were fortunate
enough to get her from a family who was
divorcing. She quickly became the heart
of our home. We went nowhere without her.
We were able to keep her until she was
10 when she fell ill to diabetes and lapsed
into a coma. We gave her peace around
Christmastime a few years ago. We will
never be able to replace our girl in our