The Rainbow Bridge
inspired by a Norse legend
By the edge of a woods, at the foot of a hill,
Is a lush, green meadow where time stands still.
Where the friends of man and woman do run,
When their time on earth is over and done.
For here, between this world and the next,
Is a place where each beloved creature finds rest.
On this golden land, they wait and they play,
Till the Rainbow Bridge they cross over one day.
No more do they suffer, in pain or in sadness,
For here they are whole, their lives filled with gladness.
Their limbs are restored, their health renewed,
Their bodies have healed, with strength imbued.
They romp through the grass, without even a care,
Until one day they start, and sniff at the air.
All ears prick forward, eyes dart front and back,
Then all of a sudden, one breaks from the pack.
For just at that instant, their eyes have met;
Together again, both person and pet.
So they run to each other, these friends from long past,
The time of their parting is over at last.
The sadness they felt while they were apart,
Has turned into joy once more in each heart.
They embrace with a love that will last forever,
And then, side-by-side, they cross over… together.
Aug 21 2012 when I had to let him go.
I had to say goodbye to a dear friend. I let Mr. BB go. He has been in so much pain. I remember the day I took you to the vet on Dec 9.. You were suppose to go to another foster. It didn't work. You didn't like cats. She had one. So I turned around and brought you home. You came in my home and became part of the K9krew. I didn't have you long but you were mine. I gave you life time of love in the short time I had you. You are in my heart forever! Oh if I could have one more hug, I would take it!!!
Just Something to Smile About
"The young pup and the older dog lay on shaded sweet grass watching the reunions. Sometimes a man, sometimes a woman, sometimes a whole family would approach the Rainbow Bridge, be greeted by their loving pets and cross the bridge together. The young pup playfully nipped at the older one. "Look! Something wonderful is happening!" The older dog stood up and barked, "Quickly. Get over to the path." "...But that's not my owner," whined the pup, but he did as he was told. Thousands of pets surged forward as a figure in white walked on the path toward the bridge. As the glowing figure passed each animal, that animal bowed its head in love and respect. The figure finally approached the bridge, and was met by a menagerie of joyous animals. Together, they all walked over the bridge and disappeared. The young pup was still in awe. "Was that an angel?" he whispered. "No, son." The older dog replied. "That was more than an angel. That was a person who worked rescue."
Hogan (aka Hero)
Hogan/Hero (April 2009- April 2011) We adopted Hogan (Hero) from Bully Paws on October 18, 2010. A few short weeks later he was diagnosed with an aggressive form of lymphoma. He went successfully into remission with chemo, but was one month shy of completing treatment when he relapsed. He passed away two weeks later on April 1st. Hogan was the sweetest dog ever and we miss him every day. His favorite thing was to cuddle on the couch with his people and to give kisses. He loved other dogs, children, everybody. He loved to play tug with a blanket and flop down on his bed with his chewie. I miss taking him for car rides and to PetSmart where he was an amazing ambassador for the breed. He was our little bully boy- full of energy, love, and pure joy. Although we only had Hogan for 5 short months, we will love him forever.
Poor Gretchen was not treated fairly in this life. She came to Bully Paws in awful condition and sadly, just as Gretchen's luck was changing, she was diagnosed with cancer. Lisa, her foster (and Guardian Angel) gave Gretchen a few short months filled with love and kindness, and now Gretchen is gone. Rest in peace, beautiful girl.
We never thought we would have to say goodbye to you so early in your life. You were to be my Christmas present. We miss you so much, little baby boy. You are everywhere we look. In the kitchen watching me get your food ready, waiting for me to bring it to the living room. You just couldn’t take your eyes off us. We miss you so much. We miss the way you would wiggle your little butt and curl your lip up because you were so happy to see us. I miss our routine. I miss feeding you. I would give anything to be pulled awake by your puppy call in the morning. I miss getting you ready for bed. Making sure the water bowl was full and the blankets in your crate were just right. I miss making your peanut butter bone for you. We miss watching you and April running wildly around the yard, and how you would playfully stalk her. How you would run by narrowly missing her with toy in mouth, taunting her into a game of chase. We miss the way you lie stretched out like a frog in mid leap. The sound and feel of your ever curious nose, or your gentle nibble on our toes. We long to once again see that little shadow that followed by our side. Most of all we miss looking into those eyes, and how you could see so deeply back into ours. How you knew what was being asked of you with only a simple look or gesture. I wish your daddy and I could have been with you to say goodbye. This is our biggest regret, that we were unable to hold you one last time and tell you how much we loved you. You were our sweet baby boy. I think you knew though. How when I took you back to the vet that last time you just had to look out the window the whole time even though you were so weak. It was your last car ride. And how you didn’t want to go when they took you in the back until I gave you one last kiss. We will never forget you. We were the lucky ones. We will always love you my sweet little wiggle butt.