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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, 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 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 quivers. 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 Rainbow Bridge together.... Author unknown...
Barney crossed over to the Rainbow Bridge March 12, 1997. He was 13 years old. I remember when we got him from the pet store back in TX, he was so cute. He was all black with a white streak down his chest. He was an onery little thing, the first night we had him home he whined and cried all night!! Guess he didn't like his little box...He was a little terror, he never wanted to house train, got into the toliet paper, plants and papers when we were gone. He also liked to dig holes with his nose. He also liked to play ball...He would do anything to get your attention so we could go play. I truly hate a slobbery tennis ball!! 
Go gently into the long good nite; Know that you didn't lose the battle, You won this right. Though I will cry I hold you near, Go now my sweet thing, have nothing to fear. And when the day comes that I too can go, There I will meet you in the valley below And together we will be both young and free, Never to part for all of eternity So please do not forget me, my little one Wait for me there in the warmth of the sun. To Summerland one day I too will come.
I remember bringing you home. You were so small and cuddly with your tiny paws and soft fur. You bounced around the room with eyes flashing and ears flopping. Once in a while, you'd let out a little yelp just to let me know this was your territory. Making a mess of the house and chewing on everything in sight became a passion, and when I scolded you, you just put your head down and looked up at me with those innocent eyes, as if to say, "I'm sorry, but I'll do it again as soon as you're not watching." As you got older, you protected me by looking out the window and barking at everyone who walked by. When I had a tough day at work, you would be waiting for me with your tail wagging, just to say, "Welcome home. I missed you." You never had a bad day, and I could always count on you to be there for me. When I sat down to read the paper and watch TV, you would hop on my lap, looking for attention. You never asked for anything more than to have me pat your head so you could go to sleep with your head over my leg. As you got older, you moved around more slowly. Then, one day, old age finally took its toll, and you couldn't stand on those wobbly legs anymore. I knelt down and patted you lying there trying to make you young again. You just looked up at me as if to say that you were old and tired and that after all these years of not asking for anything, you had to ask me for one favor. With tears in my eyes, I drove you one last time to the vet. One last time, you were lying next to me. For some strange reason, you were able to stand up in the animal hospital; perhaps it was your sense of pride. As the vet led you away, you stopped for an instant, turned your head and looked at me as if to say, "Thank you for taking care of me." I thought, "No, thank you for taking care of me."
When tomorrow starts without me, and I'm not there to see; If the sun should rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me; I wish so much you wouldn't cry the way you did today, while thinking of the many things we didn't get to say. I know how much you love me, as much as I love you, and each time you think of me I know you'll miss me too; But when tomorrow starts without me, please try to understand, that an angel came and called my name and took me by the hand, and said my place was ready in heaven far above, and that I'd have to leave behind all those I dearly love. But as I turned to walk away, a tear fell from my eye, for all life, I'd always thought I didn't want to die. I had so much to live for and so much yet to do, it seemed almost impossible that I was leaving you. I thought of all the yesterdays, the good ones and the bad, I thought of all the love we shared and all the fun we had. If I could relive yesterday, I thought, just for awhile, I'd say goodbye and kiss you and maybe see you smile. But then I fully realized that this could never be, for emptiness and memories would take the place of me. And when I thought of worldly things that I'd miss come tomorrow, I thought of you, and when I did, my heart was filled with sorrow. But when I walked through heaven's gates, I felt so much at home. When God looked down and smiled at me, from His great golden throne, He said, "This is eternity and all I've promised you". Today for life on earth is past but here it starts anew. I promise no tomorrow, but today will always last, and since each day's the same day, there's no longing for the past. But you have been so faithful, so trusting, so true. Though there were times you did some things you knew you shouldn't do. But you have been forgiven and now at last you're free. So won't you take my hand and share my life with me? So when tomorrow starts without me, don't think we're far apart, for every time you think of me, I'm right here in your heart. ~Author unknown
THE DOGGIE PLEDGE * I will not eat the cats' food, before or after they eat it. * "Kitty box crunchies" are not food. * The computer's mouse is, unlike a real mouse, inedible. * I will not eat the disposable diapers, especially the dirty ones. * I will not play tug-o'-war with Dad's underwear when he's on the toilet * I will not eat any more socks and then re-deposit them in the backyard after processing. * I will not chew my human's toothbrush and not tell them. * I will not chew crayons or pens, 'specially not the red ones so my people will think i am dying. * I will not roll on dead seagulls, fish, crabs, etc. * I will not wake Mommy up by sticking my cold, wet nose up her ear. * I will not burn rubber through the open car window and into the fast food restaurant, no matter how good it smells. * I will not throw up in the car. * I will not bite the officer's hand when he reaches in for Mom's driver's license and car registration. * When in the car, I will not insist on having the window rolled down when it's raining outside. * I must shake the rainwater out of my fur *before* entering the house. * I will not drop soggy tennis balls in the underwear of someone who is sitting on the toliet. * I will not steal my Mom's underwear and dance all over the back yard with it. * The sofa is not a face towel. Neither are Mom and Dad's laps. * We do not have a doorbell. I will not bark each time I hear one on TV. * I do not need to suddenly stand straight up when I'm lying under the coffee table. * My head does not belong in the refrigerator. * I will not roll my toys behind the fridge. * The garbage collector is NOT stealing our stuff.
I will always remember and treasure the day you chose me to be yours. I was one of the many pets you came to see and i hoped I was making a good impression. I was so elated when you selected me to share your home and heart. I knew from that very moment on, I was so lucky to be owned by you. While i was growing every day, maturing little by little- you fed me...you watered me...you trained me. I loved it when you shared your precious time playing with me. I eagerly anticipated each morning when I licked your face. It was my desire to waken you before that dreadful alarm clock would rudely rouse you from sleep. I felt it was my duty because I was so lucky to be owned by you. I made my share of mistakes. There were times I erred on your carpet. There were moments when the "animal beast" buried deep in me somehow encouraged a little destruction of the furniture. I'm sorry. You scolded me. You understood and forgave me. Could you see the devotion to our home? I was so lucky to be owned by you. I wondered why you took me on those visits to see the veterinarian. I never fully understood those examinations, vaccinations, blood tests done to check for heartworms or fecal tests that always seemed to be necessary. You knew what was best for me and I learned to trust your judgment. I couldn't remember much about what occurred during my neutering surgical visit but somehow I came to realize you left me there because you respected me and wanted to ease the animal kingdom's vast overpopulation problem. I was so lucky to be owned by you. The days you called holidays were always such fun. Presents for everyone in our family- even me! How did you ever guess those toys and treats were just what I wanted? After the visitors left our home, could you feel my love as I sat by your side? I was so lucky to be owned by you. These days, I haven't felt as well as I used to in my prior days. My bones are quite stiff and sore. The pills you gave me helped for awhile but my time here with you is drawing to an end. It's extremely hard to walk and I long for my rest. As we ride to the vet hospital, one final time, I see your tears and oh, how deeply I feel your love. It was such a wonderful life here with you. Remember me and know that when you pass your love onto another pet, you honor my memory. I want you to be as happy as you have made me. I am sending you a final message as I lick your hand for the last time. Thank you for everything. I love you. I was so lucky to be owned by you.
Sometimes we forget how fragile life is. We forget that life is painfully limited. It seems so unfair that those limits so soon End the time we have with those we love. Yes, life is fragile. But how precious the time.... how beautiful the memories.
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