RAINBOW BRIDGE

 

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 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 he begins to break away 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. . . .

We are all here and waiting on our beloved parents to come for us.  We know you miss us, and we miss you and feel your hurt.  My mama and I hope that this page will help to heal your heart and make the wait just a tiny bit easier. We love you.

October 16, 2006 Today I had to say goodbye to the best friend I ever had. His name was Buster Bear Brooks. We met in July 1991 as he appeared on a local cable show put on by the local Humane Society. He was the last dog they showed and the first to capture my heart. He was born (we think) on May 25, 1991 and came to be my friend six weeks after. Over the past 15 years he has seen me at my best and my worst, yet he clung to me through it all. Always there with a smile, a kiss, and an appetite:) He was a roamer, just like me and probably saw more of the world than most humans do in a lifetime. Now he's out to roam without pain. God Speed. "Busser Bear"I want to thank you for all the love and devotion. I will miss you more than anyone will ever know. See you in Heaven, my FRIEND. Love, Daddy

This was an old gentleman that I knew as a kitten...Tigger (Bird) Lee. My mom says he was very, very smart....almost human. I didn't get to know him well, but he was very kind to me.

Mama tried once to "reward" me with a little sister. I appreciated the fact that she was nearly my image, but I'm an only cat, and that's the way I wanted it. I wish now that I had not been so mean....after she was adopted by someone else, they found that she had Leukemia. I was so very lucky not to catch it, but she wasn't so lucky. She lived only about 8 months after this photo was taken. We all felt very bad for Littlun.

Gary and his angel, Lewie.  They even LOOK like soul mates.

Misty was one of my Mom's friend's kids. Her mom, Debbie, misses her an awful lot.

This is Chelsea, the wonder dog. We are all heartbroken that Chelsea crossed over to Rainbow Bridge in July 2003. I don't think there was ever a dog more loved or more loving than she. Her mother, Karen, will never, ever forget her. Nor shall we.
Be at peace, little girl. We will all meet some day

Max Sept 10,1992- Sept 3, 2003

Max was the most special cat.  When I walked by his cage at the pound, he reached his paw out to grab me.  When I opened his cage, he climbed up my arm, sat on my shoulder and said, "errrr." He then climbed on top of my head. I was walking around the pound with this sweet kitten on my head. His pound name was "Hammy" because he was such a clown. He became my best friend very fast. Whenever I was upset, he knew it and stayed close by. He would lick my tears when I cried, and make me smile everyday. Max was with me in 3 homes in 2 states, 5 jobs, and several relationships before Philip became my husband and his daddy in 2001. Everyone who met this special animal fell in love with him.  He was passive towards other animals, friendly to all, affectionate, loving and just an all around perfect fur baby. Max would have been 11 with me on September 10, 2003. I will miss you my sweet Max, FOREVER. You will never be forgotten, and thank you for a wonderful 11 years. Love, mommy Debbie & daddy Philip

We are all waiting for you here in Rainbow Bridge.  We visit with you too, and we are there when you think of us and dream of us.  But most of all we are waiting to be reunited with you again! We Miss You!   Background and top photo: Stairway to Paradise, by Thomas Kincaid Back to my first page Flippy's Tribute Page For more tributes, or for those seeking help in dealing with a pet's death, this is a wonderful, inspiring website. Mom's Davy Jones Website Mom's Website Design