Hi all .
I was feeling lonely today and was thinking about my fur-babie Nickie and how old he is getting to be.. He will be 11 in October.. I have had so many wonderful pets through my life and very blessed that all passed over to Rainbow Bridge from old age. All but one.
I called him Sqiddley Diddley.. He was truly a joy. He was my familiar. He spent some of the worst parts of my life with me and most of the best. We were so in sync. He missed placed himself a couple times.. But we always found each other. That must be the cat in me? I will always remember that Christmas the last I had with him..
I am posting some photos in memory of some of my furry friends and feathered that have already crossed Rainbow Bridge.. I hope you enjoy the peek.
In memory of:
Bear Boy
Sqiddley Diddley
Acey, (Parakeet)
Baby Bucky
The Poem below came from a Kirks Folly news letter a long time ago....
The Rainbow Bridge
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 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 vigour; 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 miss someone very special to them who has been left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks in the distance. His bright eyes are intent; his eager body begins to quiver. 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 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 beloved pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together...
Bee
