Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to some-
one here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows
and hills for all 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 have 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 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, 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 the Rainbow Bridge together...
-- Anonymous --
Hear our humble prayer, O God, for our friends, the animals. Especially for animals who are suffering; for any that are hunted or lost or deserted or frightened or hungry; for all that must be put to death. We entreat for them all Thy mercy and pity, and for those who deal with them, we ask a heart of compassion and gentle hands and kindly words. Make us, ourselves, to be true friends to animals and so to share the blessings of the merciful.
The big brave Angel cat, folding a rainbow wing,
Stretched out his gentle paw
I'll find, purred he,
A kitten-- you were kind--
You must not grieve for me.
This one might do, this timid little stray
Terrestrial night to my celestial day;
It cannot take my place,
No other could do that,
But though you cannot bring me back, you might retrace
Remembrance in a kitten's pansy-face.
Little Ghost cat,
Your footsteps pit-pat
In the hallway of my mind
The kiss of air, whisper-soft purr;
I hear the echos of your purr;
See your pouncing shadow everywhere....
And smile through my tears.Author Unknown
Treat me kindly, my beloved master, for no heart in the world is more grateful for kindness than mine. Do not break my spirit with a stick, for although I should lick your hand between blows, your patience and understanding will teach me more quickly the things you would have me do.
Speak to me often, for your voices are the world�s sweetest music, as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail when I hear your step. When the weather is cold and wet please take me inside for I am a domesticated animal, no longer used to bitter elements, and I ask no greater glory than the privilege of sitting at your feet.
Keep my pan filled with fresh water, for although I should not reproach you were it dry, I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst. Feed me clean food so that I may stay well, to romp and play and do your bidding, to walk by your side standing ready to protect you with my life should your life be in danger.
And master, when I am very old and the Greatest Master sees fit to deprive me of my health and sight, do not turn me away, rather, see that my trusting life is gently taken away and I shall leave you knowing with the last breath I draw, my fate was always safest in your hands. Amen.
Author Unknown
For I am you--whether winged or furry or water bound-I live and die, just as do you.
I see you because you can look at me as well and see that my blood runs through my body; a body given by the creator, just as yours was given to you.
You live as you choose and make your rules to suit your existence--yet your rules do not protect me, for I can not speak to protect my kind and our rights. Therefore, I do not live; I merely exist, because unlike you, I have no choice.
I hear you because you can hear me; yet you choose not to hear my need for compassion to live as my creator intended; just as do you.
Your home is my home; yet you take mine away because you see my existence as trivial; however, in as much, you destroy your home as well for pleasures sake.
My legs were made to roam, my wings to soar, my feet however diverse were made to walk this earth.
Our laws were given by nature which we respect to the fullest for herein lies our survival. You do not respect the laws of nature--you punish her with your own laws which are born from greed and selfishness against your own environment and your own kind..
Stop...for a moment and see our existence--for in doing so you would learn the true meaning of being alive--untainted and innocent, we survive on instincts alone that you have thrown away. Stop...and listen to the voiceless....Stop and look at me. Do you not yet recognize me.......for I am you. You are my voice.
Koda was a good little puppy. He was a solid black rott/chow mix that I saved from an abusive home. He was never timid or shy, and always let me know what he needed. We all called him cute face, because he was. In the five months we were lucky enough to have him he taught us a lesson about true love and companionship. Unfortunately during a run a cougar killed our little cute face. We tried to save him with all of our human strength and courage but could not. Pelting the cat with rocks, and hitting him with sticks did no good, only further endangered us. We want to tell you little cute face we really did try to save you! We loved you, and did not leave you out of choice, only after you were already gone. Even with that cat coming up fast behind him, his little tail still wagged right up until the last second. Blissfully unaware of the danger that was approaching. Please remember our little cute face Koda, and protect your pet from other wildlife. I had brought both my other dogs to the same spot for years with out a thought about a cougars. Unfortunately it does really happen, as three more dogs have been killed since our little Koda. Please take this as a warning.
Remember Sheba - a shocking testimony of negligence, malpractice and cruelty repeatedly occurring to one California woman's beloved Afghan Hound family - unbelievably cruel and heartless. Pick up your candle in remembrance of Sheba and her tragic life with her companion and two pups. Help spread the message of Sheba so this kind of horrifying treatment won't happen to your treasured dog or cat.
She was my first cat, my first pet even! One day she came in with her paw up and we didn't worry, It had happened before, and she'd been fine. One night, we couldn't find her. Her little paw was the size of a golf ball. We took her to the vet and had it cleaned out, and we gave her antibiotics and put medicine on her paw. Then she stopped eating and drinking and she slept all day without moving. She walked like a dog with displeasure. We took her to the vet, and he said she might have feline lukemia. He said we could run tests to see if he was right. We decided to put her to sleep. It was the hardest decision of my life. But I was right. I loved her so much. I have a new cat now. I like her more, but no one (at least pet wise) will ever replace Princess.
Hello my cat was in other people's words "just a cat" No special breed but she was important to me. Her name was Carolina . She was a great cat I got her for my birthday when I was 5. Now im 12 I lost her this year. Wh had to put her to sleet because she would't eat and she ouldn'tDrink. We feed her mushed up food in water and we tried alot of things to do. Then a shocking thing happened she stopped breathing all togeather. Then she started gasping for air then she started breathing again she did that about 30 times in the 2 days then we took her to the vet they said there was no garuntee that she would be able to live. My parents and I made the decision to let her dye in peace. I cried and cried forgive me for crying while writing this letter for im only a young girl so now I wish to tell about her for hanging on so long while i was with her i stayed by her side and she hang on for me so thanks.
Oh, when we get to Heaven
We hope that we will find
The Souls that once we loved,
Who left us all behind.
Some left us at the right time,
They left this world in peace.
Others left too sudden,
Without the chance to say Goodbye.
They were gone before we had
the chance to even cry.
There's a special place for grownups,
A special place for kids;
Me I'll be on the other side,
The side called Rainbow Bridge.
Across the dark green meadow,
A top the hills I'll run,
Where the colors from the Rainbow,
Glitter from the sun.
And there I'll find my Angel
running fast toward me.
In my arms where she belongs
FOR ALL ETERNITY.REST AT THE RAINBOW BRIDGE TILL I FIND YOU - YOU WILL BE THE FIRST ANIMAL I WILL LOOK FOR AND WE WILL SPEND ETERNITY TOGETHER AGAIN NEVER TO BE SEPARATED. YOU WILL ALWAYS BE MY SWEET ANGEL BABY. I LOVE YOU SO!
Our first kitty, Sylvan, was a blue point himalayan (sorry, no spell check here) and we lost our dear buddy to a health problem at the early age of 3 ish. We went through a lot to try and save him, and I still remember leaving him at the specialists office one late afternoon. I had been visiting him during my lunchtime breaks while the doctors were running more and more tests on him. They would leave us alone in one of the rooms together so that I could let him out of his cage and cuddle with him before it was time for both of us to go back to our cages, his there, and mine at work. That was the first time in our lives that we had to say goodbye to one of our "children", our first. Tears fill my eyes, not only because of my heartache of missing him, but because I wasn't there for him in that "final" minute of his earthly life. I learned a lifes lesson after that experience. Ever since that sad goodbye, I promised myself, that no matter how hard, I would always be there to hold and comfort any of our children that we had to say goodbye to in the future. Well, we have been through several heartaches since that day over 10 years ago, but I have nothing but a heartfelt warmth, knowing that we opened our arms and our hearts to each of our "kids" that we have adopted over the years, and each time that we have had to say goodbye, I have held them in my arms, gently talking to them to ease their fears, and softly carressing them to comfort them as their eyes slowly closed and their souls left for that journey to the rainbow bridge.What life is ALL about. LOVE
Things in life aren't really as precious to you until you realize they are gone. When you passed away Tiger I couldn't believe you were gone, you were such a good friend to me. At times when I was down you would make me feel better. You were always they for me, so now I am here for you. You will always be remembered Tiger, in our family, in our thoughts and especially in our hearts.Lots of love.....from the Weavers.
