Group active since Sat, Jun 21, 2014
This group is for all to share the pictures and stories of your sweet little furbabies who have gone ahead of us.
They are all together playing and having fun while they wait for us to meet them at the Rainbow Bridge.
Feel free to share a photo of your sweet little one.
Post a message when you want to let them know you are thinking of them.
Come here for comfort and peace and to honor those who loved us unconditionally.
Jun 21, 2014
Just this side of heaven is a place called the 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....
May 14, 2017
Apr 20, 2017
Apr 13, 2017
Apr 12, 2017
This is a dog's last will and testament:
"The Only Thing I Have to Give''
To the poor and lonely stray I'd give:
my happy home;
my bowl and cozy bed;
soft pillow and all my toys;
the lap which I loved so much;
the hand that stroked my fur and sweet voice that spoke my name.
I'd will to the sad, scared shelter dog the place I had in my human's loving heart, of which there seemed no bounds.
Please, do not say, "I will never have a pet again, or the loss is more pain than I can stand.''
Instead, go find an unloved dog, one whose life has held no joy or hope and give my place to him.
This is the only thing I have to give.
Apr 11, 2017
Mar 10, 2017
Feb 26, 2017