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.
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
the animals who had been
ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or
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
one small thing: they each miss someone very special, someone who was
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
begins to quiver. Suddenly,
he breaks from the group, flying over the green grass, faster and
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 those trusting eyes, so long gone from your life, but
absent from your heart.
you cross the Rainbow
By Paul C. Dahm
and his dog were walking
along a road. The man was just enjoying
the scenery, when
it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.
He remembered dying
and that his dog had been dead for years. He wondered where the road
a while they came to
a high white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine
marble. At the top of a long hill it was broken by a tall arch that
in the sunlight. When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent
between the arches that looked like mother of pearl, and that the
that led beyond the gate looked like pure gold.
and the dog walked toward
the gate, and as he got closer he saw a man at a desk to one side.
he was close enough he
called out, "Excuse me, where are
"This is heaven, sir," the
"Wow! Would you happen to
have some water?" the man asked.
"Of course, sir. Come right
in and I'll have some ice water brought right up." The man
the gate began to open.
"Can my dog come in too?"
the traveler asked.
"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't
man thought a moment and
then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been
another long walk, and
at the top of another long hill, the man came to a dirt road which led
through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There
no fence. As he approached the gate he saw a man inside, leaning
a tree and reading a book.
"Excuse me" he called to the
reader, "Do you have any water?"
"Yes, there's a pump right
over there." The man pointed to a place that couldn't be seen
the gate. "Come on in."
"How about my friend here?" the
traveler gestured to the dog.
"There should be a bowl by
went through the gate
and, sure enough, there was an old fashioned hand pump with a bowl
traveler filled the bowl
and took a long drink himself. When they
full, he and the dog
walked back toward the man, who was
by then, waiting
for them. "What do you call this
place?" he asked.
"This is heaven," was the
"Well, that's confusing,"
he said, "the man down the road said
that was heaven too."
"Oh, you mean the place with
the street of gold and the pearly gates?
"Doesn't it make you mad for
them to use your name like that?"
"No. I can see how you might
think so, but we're just happy that they screen
out the people who
would leave their dogs behind".