LOSS OF A BELOVED PET

Just this side of heaven is a place called "Rainbow Bridge."

When an animal 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 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 faster.

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 Rainbow Bridge together.... 




Author Unknown...

All my previous 6 pets {Tinkerbell, a Siamese cat that was 21;
Baby, Beau, Bijoux & JouJou, all Pomeranians; and Cheyenne,
a Chow/German Shepherd Mix} are all resting in peace at the
most beautiful pet memorial park, S.O.P.H.I.E., in Calabasas,
California. 
CHECK IT OUT:   http://lapetcemetery.com/

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TINKERBELL

BEAU WITH MOTHER, JOUJOU      









 BIJOUX

















      

CHEYENNE









 BABY















                        
ALSO, REGARDING GRIEVING, CHECK OUT PET
MEMORIALS THAT HELP YOU HEAL:
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A Dog's Plea:
  
    Treat me kindly, my beloved friend, for no heart in
all the world is more grateful for kindness than the
loving heart of me.
    Do not break my spirit with a stick, for though I
should lick your hand and between blows, your
patience and understanding will more quickly teach
me the things you would have me learn.  
    Speak to me often, for your voice is the world's
sweetest music, as you must know by the fierce
wagging of my tail when your footstep falls upon
my waiting ear.
    Please take me inside when it is cold and wet, for
I am a domesticated animal, no longer accustomed
to bitter elements. I ask no greater glory than the
privilege of sitting at your feet beside the hearth. 
    Keep my pan filled with fresh water, for I cannot
tell you when I suffer thirst. Feed me clean food
that I may stay well, to romp and play and do
your bidding, to walk by your side and stand
ready, willing and able to protect you with my
life, should your life be in danger:
    And, my friend, when I am very old, and I no
longer enjoy good health, hearing and sight, do
not make heroic efforts to keep me going. I am
not having any fun.
    Please see that my trusting life is taken gently.
I shall leave this earth knowing with the last
breath I draw that my fate was always safest in
your hands.

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