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 warn and comfortable.
All of 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, one begins to break away from the group, flying over the green grass,
legs running 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 . . .