My father loved to hunt and fish. Over the years he owned many dogs that worked but Butch was our dog.
The Rainbow Bridge Poem
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When our beloved pets die, they journey to this idyllic spot. There are meadows and hills enough for all to frolic freely, and plenty of food, water and sunshine. Each and every animal is warm and comfortable.
Those pets who have been ill or aged are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong. Each is just as we remember in our dreams of days and times gone by. Our pets are happy and content at Rainbow Bridge, except for one small thing. Every creature misses someone special whom they've left behind.
The animals all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops, and looks into the distance. His or her bright eyes are intent; an eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly, he or she begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, legs going faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and you and your special friend come together in joyous reunion. 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.
—Author Unknown
The Rainbow Bridge Poem
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When our beloved pets die, they journey to this idyllic spot. There are meadows and hills enough for all to frolic freely, and plenty of food, water and sunshine. Each and every animal is warm and comfortable.
Those pets who have been ill or aged are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong. Each is just as we remember in our dreams of days and times gone by. Our pets are happy and content at Rainbow Bridge, except for one small thing. Every creature misses someone special whom they've left behind.
The animals all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops, and looks into the distance. His or her bright eyes are intent; an eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly, he or she begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, legs going faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and you and your special friend come together in joyous reunion. 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.
—Author Unknown
My father loved to hunt and fish. Over the years he owned many dogs that worked but Butch was our dog.
The Rainbow Bridge Poem
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When our beloved pets die, they journey to this idyllic spot. There are meadows and hills enough for all to frolic freely, and plenty of food, water and sunshine. Each and every animal is warm and comfortable.
Those pets who have been ill or aged are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong. Each is just as we remember in our dreams of days and times gone by. Our pets are happy and content at Rainbow Bridge, except for one small thing. Every creature misses someone special whom they've left behind.
The animals all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops, and looks into the distance. His or her bright eyes are intent; an eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly, he or she begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, legs going faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and you and your special friend come together in joyous reunion. 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.
—Author Unknown
The Rainbow Bridge Poem
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When our beloved pets die, they journey to this idyllic spot. There are meadows and hills enough for all to frolic freely, and plenty of food, water and sunshine. Each and every animal is warm and comfortable.
Those pets who have been ill or aged are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong. Each is just as we remember in our dreams of days and times gone by. Our pets are happy and content at Rainbow Bridge, except for one small thing. Every creature misses someone special whom they've left behind.
The animals all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops, and looks into the distance. His or her bright eyes are intent; an eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly, he or she begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, legs going faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and you and your special friend come together in joyous reunion. 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.
—Author Unknown
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