Just this side of heaven is a place
called the Rainbow Bridge. When
an animal dies, one who has
been especially close to someone
here, that pet goes to the
Rainbow Bridge. There are
meadows and hills for all of
our special friends where 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 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 each miss
someone who was very
special to them, someone
they had to leave behind.

They all run and play together,
but the day comes when
one suddenly stops and
looks into the distance.
The eyes are bright and
intent, the eager little body
begins to quiver all over!
Suddenly that lucky one
breaks away from the group,
and flies over the green grass,
little 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.
Happy kisses rain upon
your face; your hands
once again caress that
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. . . .

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