ShanakilMagic

Scrurry at RB Nibbler.

*Hugs* I'm sorry

A fur-friend for my childhood, Bess will be there to meet her.

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, 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.... Author unknown... I think that says it all. *Hugs*

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Run free Sojourner. Someone with adopt you up there.

I'm sorry. Run free Autumn

*Hugs* Go gently, Julio, and sleep well. I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry. Have fun at the bridge Charlotte

*Hugs* Have fun at the Bridge Bingo Boy. Thanks Patrica.

*Hugs* Godspeed Snow.

I'm sure she stayed at RB to look after the animals.

*Hugs* What a lovely tribute. He was very lucky to be loved by you.

*Hugs* I may be wrong but I think Iberia has come back to see you.

*Hugs* Have fun chasing the squirrals at RB Solo.

I'm sorry to hear about Mack.

Run free Diamond Dog.

Such a pretty girl.

Run Free.

*Hugs* Sorry about Chico.

There is not a day I don't think of Del. That 'hoodie' he 'sent' if my favourite in my wardrobe.

*Hugs* He sounded wonderful

"…for if the dog be well remembered, if sometimes he leaps through your dreams actual as in life, eyes kindling, laughing, begging; it matters not where that dog sleeps. On a hill where the wind is unrebuked and the trees are roaring, or beside a stream he knew in puppyhood, or somewhere in the flatness of a pastureland where most exhilarating cattle graze. It is one to a dog, and all one to you, and nothing is gained and nothing lost - if memory lives. But there is one best place to bury a dog. If you bury him in this spot, he will come to you when you call - come to you over the grim, dim frontiers of death, and down the well-remembered path and to your side again. And though you may call a dozen living dogs to heel, they shall not growl at him nor resent him coming, for he belongs there. People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grass bent by his footfall, who hear no whimper; people who have never really had a dog. Smile at them, for you shall know something that is hidden from them. The one best place to bury a good dog is in the heart of his mistress." By Ben Hur Lampman (Journalist & Sportsman), written 1925