THE RAINBOW BRIDGE

There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth.  It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of its many colors.  Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge there is a land of meadows, hills and valleys with lush green grass. When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place.  There is always food and water and warm spring weather.  The old and frail animals are young again.  Those who are maimed are made whole again.  They play all day with each other. There is only one thing missing.  They are not with their special person who loved them on Earth.  So, each day they run and play until the day comes when one suddenly looks up!  The nose twitches!  The ears are up!  The eyes are staring!  And, this one suddenly runs from the group!  You have been seen, and when you and your special friend meet, you take him or her in your arms and embrace.  Your face is kissed again and again and again, and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet.  Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be separated.             

                                    ~author unknown~                                            

                           (appeared in a 1994 "Dear Abby" column)

                               

      

IF YOU CAN

If you can . . .Start the day without caffeine

Get going without pep pills,

Always be cheerful, ignoring aches and pains,

Resist complaining and boring people with your troubles,

Eat the same food everyday and be grateful for it,

Understand when your loved ones are too busy to give you any  time,

Overlook it when those you love take it out on you . . .

When through no fault of yours, something goes wrong,

Take criticism and blame without resentment,

Ignore a friend's limited education and never correct him,

Resist treating a rich friend better than a poor friend,

Face the world without lies and deceit,

Conquer tension without medical help,

Relax without liquor,

Sleep without the aid of drugs,

Say honestly that deep in your heart you have no prejudice . . .

Against creed, color, religion or politics,

           Then, my friend, you are almost as good as your dog. J                                                                                                                             ~author unknown~  

 

                     

A DOG'S LETTERS TO GOD . . .

Dear God, How come people love to smell flowers, but seldom, if ever, smell one another?  Where are their priorities?

Dear God, When we get to Heaven, can we sit on your couch?  Or is it the same old story?

Dear God, Excuse me, but why are there cars named after the jaguar, the cougar, the mustang, the colt, the stingray, and the rabbit, but not one named for a dog? How often do you see a cougar riding around?  We dogs love a nice ride!  I know every breed cannot have its own model, but it would be easy to rename the Chrysler Eagle the Chrysler Beagle!

Dear God, If a dog barks his head off in the forest and no human hears him, is he still a bad dog?

Dear God, When my human mom's friend comes over to our house, he smells like musk!  What's he been rolling around in?

Dear God, Is it true that in Heaven, dining room tables have on-ramps?

Dear God, More meatballs, less spaghetti, please.

Dear God, When we get to the Pearly Gates, do we have to shake hands to get in?

Dear God, We dogs can understand human verbal instructions, hand signals, whistles, horns, clickers, beepers, scent IDs, electromagnetic energy fields, and Frisbee flight paths.  What do humans understand?

Dear God, Are there dogs on other planets, or are we alone?  I have been howling at the moon and stars for a long time, but all I ever hear back is the beagle across the street!

Dear God, Are there mailmen in Heaven?  If there are, will I have to apologize?

Dear God, Is it true that dogs are not allowed in restaurants because we can't make up our minds what NOT to order?  Or,is it the carpets again?

Dear God, When my family eats dinner they always bless their food.  But they never bless mine.  So, I've been wagging my tail extra fast when they fill my bowl. Have you noticed my own blessing?

Dear God, The new terrier I live with just peed on the Oriental rug and I have a feeling my family might blame me 'cuz they think I'm jealous of this stupid dog. Since they have no sense of smell, how can I convince them I'm innocent? Does Petsmart sell lie detectors?                                                                                                                                                                                                                           ~anonymous~   

 

                      

WHERE  DO  PETS  COME  FROM?

A newly discovered chapter in the Book of Genesis has provided the answer to "WHERE DO PETS COME FROM?" Adam and Eve said, "Lord, when we were in the garden, you walked with us every day.  Now we do not see you anymore.   We are lonesome here and it is difficult for us to remember how much you love us." And God said, "No problem! I will create a companion for you that will be with you forever and who will be a reflection of my love for you, so that you will love me even when you cannot see me.  Regardless of how selfish or childish or unlovable you may be, this new companion will accept you as you are and will love you as I do, in spite of yourselves." And God created a new animal to be a companion for Adam and Eve.  And it was a good animal.  And God was pleased.  And the new animal was pleased to be with Adam and Eve and he wagged his tail.  And Adam said, "Lord, I have already named all the animals in the Kingdom and I cannot think of a name for this new animal."  And God said, "No problem.  Because I have created this new animal to be a reflection of my love for you, his name will be a reflection of my own name, and you will call him DOG." And Dog lived with Adam and Eve and was a companion to them and loved them.  And they were comforted.  And God was pleased.  And Dog was content and wagged his tail.  After a while, it came to pass that an angel came to the Lord and said, "Lord, Adam and Eve have become filled with pride.  They strut and preen like peacocks and they believe they are worthy of adoration.  Dog has indeed taught them that they are loved, but perhaps too well." And God said, "No problem!  I will create for them a companion who will be with them forever and who will see them as they are.  The companion will remind them of their limitations, so they will know that they are not always worthy of adoration." And God created CAT to be a companion to Adam and Eve.  And Cat would not obey them. And when Adam and Eve gazed into Cat's eyes, they were reminded that they were not the supreme beings. And Adam and Eve learned humility.  And they were greatly improved.  And God was pleased. And Dog was happy.  And Cat didn't give a hoot one way or the other.

                                                                                                                  

                                                                                           ~Unknown~                                         

 

SPECIAL LOVIN’

She came toward me, with that sexy, hip swinging gate she uses when she is at her best. She jumped into bed flashing a knowing smile that was ripe with promise.  She was gorgeous, with big brown eyes that can melt your heart and teeth that shone like pearls.  That curly hair could drive a beauty parlor operator wild.  After snuggling into the bed covers and stretching luxuriantly, she let out a little whimper and thrust her limbs into the air.  When I touched her soft fur, she sighed delightedly, encouraging me to further.  Yes, it was Princess Blair's tummy rub time.

 

§       I could safely walk around barefoot in the dark

§       My house could be carpeted instead of tiled and laminated

§       All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture, and cars would be free of dog hair.

§       When the doorbell rings, it wouldn't sound like the SPCA kennels.

§       When the doorbell rings, I could get to the door without wading through dog bodies that beat me there.

§       I could sit how I wanted on the couch without taking into consideration how much space several fur bodies would need to get comfortable before me.

§       I wouldn't have presents under my Christmas tree that I have to explain, like bones and stuffed animals or explain to people why I must wrap them up.

§       I would not be on first name basis with 3 vets and even a vet specialist.

§       The most used words in my vocabulary would not be come, sit, down, NO, out, come, stop and leave him/her alone.

§       My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby gates and barriers nor would there be areas totally closed off.

§       My handbag, purse, exercise bag would not contain things like: extra leashes, treats, poo pick up bags etc.

§       I would no longer have to spell out the words: F-R-I-S-B-E-E, B-A-L-L, D-O-O-R-B-E-L-L, T-R-E-A-T-S

§       I could sleep in my bed without waking up at night wondering if I am taking up too much room. I could turn in my bed without having to push something furry out of the way.

§       I would not have difficult, gut wrenching and heartbreaking times when one furry body must leave us.

§       I wouldn't buy weird things to stuff into "kongs" or have to explain why I am buying them, or explain what "kong" is to family and friends.

§       I would have some extra money.

§       I would not have to be putting pills down someone’s throat, or providing certain type diets.

§       I would not have as many leaves INSIDE my house as outside.

§       I would not look strangely at people who think having ONE dog ties them down too much.

§       I would not have to answer the question why do I have so many dogs from people who will never have the joy in their life of knowing they are loved unconditionally by something as close to an angel as they will ever get. Who else has a friend who considers you the MOST important thing in the whole wide world all the time.

 

~unknown~

 

 

 

 

 

 

~unknown~