WAITING AT RAINBOW BRIDGE

DEDICATED TO ALL THE DOGS THAT
HAVE ENRICHED MY LIFE AND THAT
WILL REMAIN IN MY MEMORIES AND
HEART FOREVER
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I Am Your Dog
Author Unknown

I am your dog, and I have a little something I'd like to whisper in your ear.

I know that you humans lead busy lives. Some have to work, some have
children to raise. It always seems like you are running here and there,
often much too fast, often never noticing the truly grand things in life.
Look down at me now, while you sit there at your computer.
See the way my dark brown eyes look at yours? They are slightly cloudy
now. That comes with age. The gray hairs are beginning to ring my soft
muzzle.

You smile at me; I see love in your eyes. What do you see in mine? Do you
see a spirit? A soul inside, who loves you as no other could in the world?
A spirit that would forgive all trespasses of prior wrong doing for just a
simple moment of your time? That is all I ask. To slow down, if even for a
few minutes to be with me.

So many times you have been saddened by the words you read on that
screen, of others of my kind, passing.
Sometimes we die young and oh so quickly; sometimes so suddenly it
wrenches your heart out of your throat. Sometimes, we age so slowly
before your eyes that you may not even seem to know until the very end,
when we look at you with grizzled muzzles and cataract clouded eyes. Still
the love is always there, even when we must take that long sleep, to run
free in a distant land. I may not be here tomorrow; I may not be here next
week.

Someday you will shed the water from your eyes, that humans have when
deep grief fills their souls, and you will be angry at yourself that you did
not have just "One more day" with me. Because I love you so, your sorrow
touches my spirit and grieves me. We have NOW, together. So come, sit
down here next to me on the floor, and look deep into my eyes. What do
you see?
If you look hard and deep enough we will talk, you and I, heart to heart.
Come to me not as "alpha" or as "trainer" or even "Mom or Dad," come to
me as a living soul and stroke my fur and let us look deep into one
another's eyes, and talk. I may tell you something about the fun of chasing
a tennis ball, or I may tell you something profound about myself, or even
life in general.

You decided to have me in your life because you wanted a soul to share
such things with. Someone very different from you, and here I am. I am a
dog, but I am alive. I feel emotion, I feel physical senses, and I can revel in
the differences of our spirits and souls. I do not think of you as a "Dog on
two feet." I know what you are. You are human, in all your quirkiness, and
I love you still.

Now, come sit with me, on the floor. Enter my world, and let time slow
down if only for 15 minutes. Look deep into my eyes, and whisper to my
ears. Speak with your heart, with your joy and I will know your true self.
We may not have tomorrow, and life is oh so very short . . .

DEDICATED TO MY BELOVED SALLY, FERGIE, CINNAMON, MYSCZKA, MAGGY,
SHELIA , QUEENBEE  GRACE AND CODY  
I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep.
I could see that you were crying, You found it hard to sleep.

I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear,
"It's me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here."

I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea,
You were thinking of the many times, your hands reached down
to me.

I was with you at the shops today, Your arms were getting sore.
I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.

I was with you at my grave today, You tend it with such care.
I want to reassure you, that I'm not lying there.

I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your
key.
I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said "it's me."

You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair.
I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there.

It's possible for me, to be so near you everyday.
To say to you with certainty, "I never went away."

You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew . in
the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.

The day is over. I smile and watch you yawning
and say "goodnight, God bless, I'll see you in the morning."

And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,
I'll rush across to greet you and we'll stand, side by side.

I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to
see.
Be patient, live your journey out . then come home to be with me.
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 our special friends so they can run and
play together. There is plentyof 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.
 
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