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 and 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 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. The bright eyes are intent, the eager body
quivers. Suddenly she begins to break away from the group,
flying over the green grass, her legs carrying her 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 her 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 pass over Rainbow
Miss Kitty Dillion
As a mobile groomer I am happy to help the
special needs pet, but I also know that there is a sadness that
can come after I groom them. Run pain free until we meet again
Rescuer's Final Reward
Unlike most days at the Rainbow Bridge, this day
dawned cold and gray. All the recent arrivals at the Bridge did
not know what to think, as they had never seen such a day. But
the animals who had been waiting longer for their beloved people
to accompany them across the Bridge knew what was happening, and
they began to gather at the pathway leading to the Bridge.
Soon an elderly dog came into view, head hung low and tail
dragging. He approached slowly, and though he showed no sign of
injury or illness, he was in great emotional pain. Unlike the
animals gathered along the pathway, he had not been restored to
youth and vigor upon arriving at the Bridge. He felt out of
place, and wanted only to cross over and find happiness.
But as he approached the Bridge, his way was barred by an angel,
who apologized and explained to the tired and broken-spirited
old dog that he could not cross over. Only those animals
accompanied by their people were allowed to cross the Bridge.
Having nobody, and with nowhere else to turn, the dog trudged
into the field in front of the Bridge. There he found others
like himself, elderly or infirm, sad and discouraged. Unlike the
other animals waiting to cross the Bridge, these animals were
not running or playing. They simply were lying in the grass,
staring forlornly at the pathway across the Rainbow Bridge. The
old dog took his place among them, watching the pathway and
waiting. Yet not knowing for what he was waiting.
One of the newer dogs at the Bridge asked a cat who had been
there longer to explain what was happening. The cat replied,
"Those poor animals were abandoned, turned away, or left at
rescue places, but never found a home on earth. They all passed
on with only the love of a rescuer to comfort them. Because they
had no people to love them, they have nobody to escort them
across the Rainbow Bridge."
The dog asked the cat, "So what will happen to those animals?"
Before the cat could answer, the clouds began to part and the
cold turned to bright sunshine. The cat replied, "Watch, and you
In the distance was a single person, and as he approached the
Bridge the old, infirm and sad animals in the field were bathed
in a golden light. They were at once made young and healthy, and
stood to see what their fate would be. The animals who had
previously gathered at the pathway bowed their heads as the
person approached. At each bowed head, the person offered a
scratch or hug.
One by one, the now youthful and healthy animals from the field
fell into line behind the person. Together, they walked across
the Rainbow Bridge to a future of happiness and unquestioned
The dog asked the cat, "What just happened?"
The cat responded, "That was a rescuer. The animals gathered
along the pathway bowing in respect were those who had found
their forever homes because of rescuers. They will cross over
when their people arrive at the Bridge. The arrival here of a
rescuer is a great and solemn event, and as a tribute they are
permitted to perform one final act of rescue. They are allowed
to escort all those poor animals they couldn't place on earth
across the Rainbow Bridge."
The dog thought for a moment, then said, "I like rescuers." The
cat smiled and replied, "So does heaven, my friend. So does
We have a secret you and I,
That no one else shall know,
For who but I can see you lie,
Each night, in fireglow?
And who but I can reach my hand
Before I go to bed,
And feel the living warmth of you
And touch your silken head?
And only I walk woodland paths,
And see, ahead of me,
Your form racing with the wind,
So young again, and free!
And only I can see you swim
In every brook I pass. . .
And, when I call, no one but I
Can see the bending grass. . .
. . Author Unknown
Why Dogs Don't Live Longer Than People......
veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old
Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog's owners, Ron, his wife,
Lisa, and their little boy, Shane, were all very attached to
and they were hoping for a miracle. I examined Belker and found
was dying of cancer. I told the family there were no miracles
for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for
old dog in their home.
As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it
be good for the four-year-old Shane to observe the procedure.
felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience.
The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker's
family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old
dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what
was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully
away. The little boy seemed to accept Belker's transition
any difficulty or confusion.
We sat together for a while after Belker's death, wondering
about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human
Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, "I know why."
Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next
stunned me. I'd never heard a more comforting explanation.
He said, "People are born so that they can learn how to live a
life -- like loving everybody all the time and being nice,
The four-year-old continued, "Well, dogs already know how to do
that, so they don't have to stay as long."