At the Bridge
 
Just this side of heaven is a beautiful place called Rainbow Bridge.

        When an animal who has been especially close to someone here on Earth dies, that animal goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all our special animal friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food and water and sunshine, and they are warm and comfortable. Those 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. They feel no pain or suffering, only comfort
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        The animals are happy and content but for one small thing: they 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 anxiously into the distance. The bright eyes are intent; the eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to break away 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 join, 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 animal friend, so long and painfully gone from your life, but never ever absent from your heart.
 

        THEN YOU CROSS THE BRIDGE TO HEAVEN TOGETHER. . . .to live together in peace, and joy and love forever.