Just this side of Heaven is a place
called the Rainbow Bridge. When a hound dies that has been especially close to someone
here, that hound goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all our special
friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food and water and sunshine
and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the hounds that are old or ill 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 hounds 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. The bright eyes are intent, the 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 the Rainbow Bridge together.
(Author Unknown)
