The Rainbow Bridge Collection
For those who have never read The Rainbow Bridge, it is a story which gives hope to those who have lost a pet. How the pet waits in a garden and grove for his loved ones to join him for eternity in heaven.
There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth. It's called the Rainbow Bridge because of its many colors. Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge, there is a land of meadows, hills and valleys with lush green grass. When an animal dies, it goes to this place. There always is plenty of food and water, and gentle spring weather to make them warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill are restored to health and vigor; those old and frail are young; and 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 abruptly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent, his eager body begins to quiver. 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. The happy kisses rain upon your face, your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet, so long gone from your life, but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross the Bridge together, never to be parted again...
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FOR THOSE THAT LIVE ON IN OUR HEARTS AND SOULS
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Today my boy is coming home to you, this special dog whose been my friend, companion and saving grace for the past 7 years. Please remember these few things when taking care of my boy:
When you get home, please let him do his “zoomies” around the field. He’ll run like a crazy man, but always come back to sit by your side.
He likes to walk back and forth by the pond, chasing the ducks and waiting for the fish to jump. Please take him to a pond.
The lizards in the tree stumps won't be safe anymore, so you'd better hide the lizards.
If you put dog bones in your robes, he will "wave" at you until you give him one. Give him two.
His day bed is the one closest to the fireplace. If there is a dog lying in it he will come and rest his head on your knee until you remove it. His bedtime is 9 pm; please help him up the stairs.
Don't leave freshly baked pies on the counter, no matter how crippled he becomes, he will always sample it. Apple is his favorite, with just a little cinnamon.
If there is a small child walking with a cracker, he will keep the child from overeating. Please give him a child to follow.
I hope there is a playground nearby with lots of kids, he will wait his turn at the slide, and bark when he gets to the bottom.
Be careful when you spell out words like "C-A-R R-I-D-E" and "E-A-T." He knows how to spell, you had better be ready to follow through.
When you take him on a trip and stop to rest, just tell him to "be a good Boy", he will lift his leg whether he has to go or not. He can't "go" with a leash on… in fact don't even show him a leash, he will choke. He also can't go for a walk without his baby in his mouth. He likes the fuzzy chewman the best.
The top of his head will become pointed if you don't kiss it often during the day. Then his hats won't fit.
If you tell him to 'stay', make sure you come back to release him, he will stay there for days.
During snack time, if you get a chip, he gets a chip. He doesn't like the nuts with the shell on them, peel them please.
If you go to the park then stop for ice cream on the way home, he always gets the first lick and then the bottom of the cone too, please.
Don't get mad at him when you come home and his head is in the dog food bin. He has to stretch his stomach muscles every now and then.
That's all for now, God. Tell him we love him, miss him, and to take care of all the little ones that have gone on before him … he likes the little ones.
It is with great sadness that I would like to tell you Oslo passed suddenly on Monday.
We loved him dearly and he pretty much died in my arms. I'm thinking heart attack possibly as he was perfectly fine only minutes before it happened.
His "sister" here passed away just a month ago so I have now lost 3 dogs in a little less than a year.
We truly truly loved Oslo and I just wanted thank you so much for all the efforts you had put forth 8 years ago that brought us together and brought me so much joy.
NOTE FROM FTH: Oslo was one of a litter of puppies rescued from a meth house. All of his brothers and sisters suffered from various conditions from being exposed to the fumes since birth. Oslo lived the longest of the group.
Ranger was adopted in July of 2004, he was one of the first dogs Brandy had. He was a beautiful Brindle Great Dane and was between 9 months and 1 yr. old when I adopted him.
I had him for approximately 7 years.
Ranger was a fighter, one night, in Sept. of 2010, he woke me up & told me he didn’t feel well. I rushed Ranger to the animal hospital, and that night at 1 a.m., Ranger had surgery to remove his Gall Bladder . Ranger spent 5 days in the animal hospital and he cost me a fortune. To see the quality of life he had after the surgery, made it worth EVERY penny.
Sadly, in October of 2011, Ranger again told me he didn’t feel well, this time, I could not help him, he had pneumonia and was anemic. I had to euthanize Ranger to prevent him from suffering.
Ranger was a beautiful, smart, sweet lovable boy. I never left the house without him. He either went with me or to his Grandma’s to keep each other company.
I miss him very much.
Through the kindness of Brandy and Amy, little Sydney drifted into my life on 12/7/13. When Brandi placed her in my arms, Sydney kissed me and stared into my eyes. And that's how me and Sydney communicated throughout her life, with our eyes.
Sydney was a "special needs" puppy, with disabilities that eventually worsened. The pins that fastened her head to her neck eventually migrated, causing her to walk with her head down. Dr. Koschman from Crossroads could not remove the pin as it was too close to her heart, and so I took Sydney home and followed the Doc's advice to let her life play out.
Sydney was my hero! With all her disabilities, she never gave up. When she could no longer walk straight, she devised a way to walk in a circle and then run in the direction she wanted to go.
When she could no longer step over anything over one-half inch high, she would hurl herself over obstacles, backwards, like some Olympic athlete.
Eventually, Sydney could not lower her head to eat or drink from her bowls. And so I would lay her in my lap and feed her one morsel at a time, and give her water via a syringe. She tried so hard to eat, but her body wouldn't let her. The most sad part is, that she had the will to live.
Sydney drifted out of my life early this morning! And just like it was on the day we met, I was holding her and we were looking into each others eyes.
BEAR BEAR (Unknown to 6/5/2016)
When I adopted Bear Bear three months ago, it was apparent that he had lived an unhappy life until being taken in and cared for by the wonderful people of From The Heart. He appeared traumatized, walked with his head down, and would cry out in fear when touched. In the short time he lived with me he made many breakthroughs, the most memorable being the day he raised up his head and looked me in the eye.
I loved Bear Bear dearly and I am certain that wherever he is now, he walks with his head held high, is no longer fearful, no longer cries, and has a beautiful thick coat of hair.
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