At the 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 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...

Maureen - June 1989 to September 17, 2007

Rosa - Viggo X Shalva Baby  5/14/07 - 5/17/07

She fought her hardest but was just too little!

Jim aka Jimis, Jimicus Roberticus, JimBob, James Robert

January 1991 to December 31, 2005 

Jim was my best kitty friend in the world he was so different from any other cat I had ever met.  His favorite food was lettuce, he begged worse than the dogs, he put the dogs in their place and was just a great guy.  Jim loved Christmas and knew which toys were his before they were even opened.  He went to the dump on weekends and wore an assortment of hats.  

There will never be another Jim..... 

Brady June 10, 2004 to June 16, 2004

Brady began life as the second born and the orange boy.... he soon became the blue boy...... 

Brady was a wonderful adorable boy and was one of the smallest puppy in Meghans Cow Litter.  I should also add that Brady was a whiner....he would moan and groan and bark and pitch a fit about most everything!  When we would hear a puppy yelling or crying, never endingly it was Brady...... Perhaps I should have named him after Terry Glenn or Brett Favre perhaps..... I hope they are listening to him complain up at the bridge or better yet..... maybe there is nothing to complain about.  He never won a ribbon, or played a game of ball..... he never even really knew his name, but he has a name and we loved him dearly.... he has left an enormous hole in our hearts and we miss him terribly.

God promised at the birth of time,
A special friend to give,
His time on earth is short, He said,
So love him while he lives.

It may be for eight or ten years,
Or only two or three,
But will you, till I call him back,
Take care of him for Me?

A wagging tail and cold wet nose,
And silken velvet ears,
A heart as big as all outdoors,
To love you through the years.

His puppy ways will gladden you,
And antics bring a smile,
As guardian or friend he will,
Be loyal all the while.

He'll bring his charms to grace your life,
And though his stay be brief,
When he's gone the memories,
Are solace for your grief.

I cannot promise he will stay,
Since all from earth return,
But lessons only a dog can teach,
I want you each to learn.

I've looked the whole world over,
In search of guardians true,
And from the folk that crowd life's land,
I have chosen you.

Whatever love you give to him,
Returns in triple measure,
Follow his lead and gain a life,
Brim full of simple pleasures.

Enjoy each day as it comes,
Allow your heart to guide,
Be loyal and steadfast in love,
As the dog there by your side.

Now will you give him all your love,
Nor think the labor vain,
Nor hate me when I come to call,
To take him back again?

I fancy each of us would say,
Dear Lord, thy will be done,
For all the joys this dog shall bring,
The risk of grief we'll run.

We'll shelter him with tenderness,
We'll love him while we may,
And for the happiness we've known,
Forever grateful stay.

But should the angels call for him,
Much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes,
And try to understand.

If by our love we've managed,
God's wishes to achieve,
In memory of him that we have loved,
And to help us while we grieve;

When our faithful bundle departs,
This earthly world of strife,
We'll get yet another pup,
And love him all his life.

Author Unknown

Emily and Oliver

We can't even start to talk about our current pups until we mention Emily and Oliver. They were the first and they made us into the dog people that we are. 

We have a secret.

We have a secret you and I,
That no one else shall know,
For who but I can see you lie,
Each night, in fire glow?
And who but I can reach my hand
Before I go to bed,
And feel the living warmth of you,
And touch your silken head?
And only I walk woodland paths,
And see ahead of me,
Your small form racing with the wind,
So young again, and free!
And only I can see you swim,
In every brook I pass. . .
And, when I call, no one but I
Can see the bending grass. . .

Author Unknown

Emily and Oliver weren't fancy purebred dogs but they were the best. They were littermates and when Emily went over the bridge in 1998 and Oliver in 1999 we never thought there would be room for any other pup. But they would have wanted us to open our house to others and that is what we did. There are new pups here now and while we love them with all our hearts, there will never be another Em and Ollie. 


To see pictures of the New little guys just hit on their links, they each have a page that tells about them and other pages just for pictures.  Just make sure you never forget about Em and Ollie!!