This page is in tribute to the pets we have loved. It has been said that a part of your soul remains unawakened if you have not shared your
heart with an animal. Pet loss bereavement is a very real feeling. It is important to acknowledge those feelings and allow yourself time to
grieve. Your pet was not "just a dog, cat, horse, rabbit", they were your friend. Your sorrow is a tribute to their life and your love, do not feel
ashamed for it.
Click here to go to the website for The Association For Pet Loss Bereavement.
We have all loved and lost pets. This is my tribute to them.
If you have a tribute to a pet you'd like to share, please email me at : jessica @ puppyplease . com and I will be happy to post it here.
Please remember that sharing your love with a new pet is not being disloyal to your passed pet. It is a deeply personal decision as to
when it is the right time to add a new pet to your life, but when it is right, know that your sharing your love for an animal is a lovely tribute to
the love you had for your passed pet.
heart with an animal. Pet loss bereavement is a very real feeling. It is important to acknowledge those feelings and allow yourself time to
grieve. Your pet was not "just a dog, cat, horse, rabbit", they were your friend. Your sorrow is a tribute to their life and your love, do not feel
ashamed for it.
Click here to go to the website for The Association For Pet Loss Bereavement.
We have all loved and lost pets. This is my tribute to them.
If you have a tribute to a pet you'd like to share, please email me at : jessica @ puppyplease . com and I will be happy to post it here.
Please remember that sharing your love with a new pet is not being disloyal to your passed pet. It is a deeply personal decision as to
when it is the right time to add a new pet to your life, but when it is right, know that your sharing your love for an animal is a lovely tribute to
the love you had for your passed pet.
The Rainbow Bridge - Author Unknown
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.
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.
To the left is an old photograph of my one in a million Freckles and Jasper. They were your
typical "family pets", but Freckles had been my sister's dog and Jasper was my cat. They
were our babies and spent their lives as the best of friends, even passing away a few
months apart, both much too young and to unexpected illnesses. To say we were utterly
devastated by their unexpected passings, well that is an understatement.
Jasper had been an indoor cat, so when I had him cremated I did not know what to do with
his ashes that I would feel comfortable with. When Freckles passed away I had a long talk
with my sister. We decided that the best of friends in life should remain together after life.
We brought both of their ashes to Freckles favorite lake and spread their combined ashes
at the water's edge. Jasper would be safe with Freckles.
typical "family pets", but Freckles had been my sister's dog and Jasper was my cat. They
were our babies and spent their lives as the best of friends, even passing away a few
months apart, both much too young and to unexpected illnesses. To say we were utterly
devastated by their unexpected passings, well that is an understatement.
Jasper had been an indoor cat, so when I had him cremated I did not know what to do with
his ashes that I would feel comfortable with. When Freckles passed away I had a long talk
with my sister. We decided that the best of friends in life should remain together after life.
We brought both of their ashes to Freckles favorite lake and spread their combined ashes
at the water's edge. Jasper would be safe with Freckles.
We sat there and cried for quite some time. As we stood up to leave my sister gasped and
uttered "Look". I glanced to the water. I unmistakably saw the outline of an angel's
silhouette forming in the dust on the top of the water. I knew immediately and without
question that we had done the right thing and that Jasper and Freckles were at peace
together. As painful as it was to spread his ashes, it felt like I had "let him go" wherever it
was that he needed to be at peace. I still, years later, occasionally get the feeling that he
has jumped up onto the foot of my bed and snuggled at my feet. I used to find it
heartbreaking, but now I find it comforting, as though he still needs to check in on me and
make sure I'm okay. I miss him dearly and would give anything to have him back, but I
know he will be waiting for me at "The Bridge". I hope he brings Freckles.
uttered "Look". I glanced to the water. I unmistakably saw the outline of an angel's
silhouette forming in the dust on the top of the water. I knew immediately and without
question that we had done the right thing and that Jasper and Freckles were at peace
together. As painful as it was to spread his ashes, it felt like I had "let him go" wherever it
was that he needed to be at peace. I still, years later, occasionally get the feeling that he
has jumped up onto the foot of my bed and snuggled at my feet. I used to find it
heartbreaking, but now I find it comforting, as though he still needs to check in on me and
make sure I'm okay. I miss him dearly and would give anything to have him back, but I
know he will be waiting for me at "The Bridge". I hope he brings Freckles.
A Different Day At The Rainbow Bridge, Author Unknown
Unlike most days at the Rainbow Bridge, this day dawned cold and gray. All the recent arrivals at the Bridge did not know what to think, as
they had never seen such a day. But the animals who had been waiting longer for their beloved people to accompany them across the
Bridge knew what was happening, and they began to gather at the pathway leading to the Bridge.
Soon an elderly dog came into view, head hung low and tail dragging. He approached slowly, and though he showed no sign of injury or
illness, he was in great emotional pain. Unlike the animals gathered along the pathway, he had not been restored to youth and vigor
upon arriving at the Bridge. He felt out of place, and wanted only to cross over and find happiness.
But as he approached the Bridge, his way was barred by an angel, who apologized and explained that the tired and broken-spirited old
dog could not cross over. Only those animals accompanied by their people were allowed to cross the Bridge. Having nobody, and with
nowhere else to turn, the dog trudged into the field in front of the Bridge.
There he found others like himself, elderly or infirm, sad and discouraged. Unlike the other animals waiting to cross the Bridge, these
animals were not running or playing. They simply were lying in the grass, staring forlornly at the pathway across the Rainbow Bridge. The
old dog took his place among them, watching the pathway and waiting, yet not knowing what he was actually waiting for. One of the newer
dogs at the Bridge asked a cat who had been there longer to explain what was happening. The cat replied, "Those poor animals were
abandoned, turned away, or left at rescue places, but never found a home on earth. They all passed on with only the love of a rescuer to
comfort them. Because they had no people to love them, they have nobody to escort them across the Rainbow Bridge."
The dog asked the cat, "So what will happen to those animals?" Before the cat could answer, the clouds began to part and the cold
turned to bright sunshine. The cat replied, "Watch, and you will see."
In the distance was a single person, and as she approached the Bridge the old, infirm and sad animals in the field were bathed in a
golden light. They were all at once made young and healthy, and stood to see what their fate would be. The animals who had previously
gathered at the pathway bowed their heads as the person approached.
At each bowed head, the person offered a scratch or hug. One by one, the now youthful and healthy animals from the field fell into line
behind the person. Together, they walked across the Rainbow Bridge to a future of happiness and unquestioned love. The dog asked the
cat, "What just happened?"
The cat responded, "That was a rescuer."
The animals gathered along the pathway bowing in respect were those who had found their forever homes because of rescuers. They
will cross over when their people arrive at the Bridge. The arrival here of a rescuer is a great and solemn event, and as a tribute they are
permitted to perform one final act of rescue. They are allowed to escort all those poor animals they couldn't place on earth across the
Rainbow Bridge and into Heaven."
The dog thought for a moment, then said, "I like rescuers." The cat smiled and replied, "So does heaven, my friend. So does heaven.
Unlike most days at the Rainbow Bridge, this day dawned cold and gray. All the recent arrivals at the Bridge did not know what to think, as
they had never seen such a day. But the animals who had been waiting longer for their beloved people to accompany them across the
Bridge knew what was happening, and they began to gather at the pathway leading to the Bridge.
Soon an elderly dog came into view, head hung low and tail dragging. He approached slowly, and though he showed no sign of injury or
illness, he was in great emotional pain. Unlike the animals gathered along the pathway, he had not been restored to youth and vigor
upon arriving at the Bridge. He felt out of place, and wanted only to cross over and find happiness.
But as he approached the Bridge, his way was barred by an angel, who apologized and explained that the tired and broken-spirited old
dog could not cross over. Only those animals accompanied by their people were allowed to cross the Bridge. Having nobody, and with
nowhere else to turn, the dog trudged into the field in front of the Bridge.
There he found others like himself, elderly or infirm, sad and discouraged. Unlike the other animals waiting to cross the Bridge, these
animals were not running or playing. They simply were lying in the grass, staring forlornly at the pathway across the Rainbow Bridge. The
old dog took his place among them, watching the pathway and waiting, yet not knowing what he was actually waiting for. One of the newer
dogs at the Bridge asked a cat who had been there longer to explain what was happening. The cat replied, "Those poor animals were
abandoned, turned away, or left at rescue places, but never found a home on earth. They all passed on with only the love of a rescuer to
comfort them. Because they had no people to love them, they have nobody to escort them across the Rainbow Bridge."
The dog asked the cat, "So what will happen to those animals?" Before the cat could answer, the clouds began to part and the cold
turned to bright sunshine. The cat replied, "Watch, and you will see."
In the distance was a single person, and as she approached the Bridge the old, infirm and sad animals in the field were bathed in a
golden light. They were all at once made young and healthy, and stood to see what their fate would be. The animals who had previously
gathered at the pathway bowed their heads as the person approached.
At each bowed head, the person offered a scratch or hug. One by one, the now youthful and healthy animals from the field fell into line
behind the person. Together, they walked across the Rainbow Bridge to a future of happiness and unquestioned love. The dog asked the
cat, "What just happened?"
The cat responded, "That was a rescuer."
The animals gathered along the pathway bowing in respect were those who had found their forever homes because of rescuers. They
will cross over when their people arrive at the Bridge. The arrival here of a rescuer is a great and solemn event, and as a tribute they are
permitted to perform one final act of rescue. They are allowed to escort all those poor animals they couldn't place on earth across the
Rainbow Bridge and into Heaven."
The dog thought for a moment, then said, "I like rescuers." The cat smiled and replied, "So does heaven, my friend. So does heaven.
In Loving Memory
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A Loved Dog's Bedtime Prayer
As told to Jessica Janowski by my
beloved Cocoa (rescued 11/02/02 -
crossed the bridge on 2/03/03)
Bless my mom and bless my dad,
For thanks to them I'm never sad.
I go for walks and am well fed
And every night I sleep in a safe,
warm bed.
I have a house full of toys
And a life full of joys.
I get all the best care from people
who are fair.
They tell me I'll never have to worry
again
For I have found my forever friend.
As told to Jessica Janowski by my
beloved Cocoa (rescued 11/02/02 -
crossed the bridge on 2/03/03)
Bless my mom and bless my dad,
For thanks to them I'm never sad.
I go for walks and am well fed
And every night I sleep in a safe,
warm bed.
I have a house full of toys
And a life full of joys.
I get all the best care from people
who are fair.
They tell me I'll never have to worry
again
For I have found my forever friend.
To the left is my beloved Snickers. I got Snickers when I was a fourteen year old girl. She
was my first "My Pet". Over the years she was always my "delicate flower", running at the
slightest new sound, never trusting strangers. As she aged, she finally decided my
husband would be sticking around and became quite bonded to him. He was not a "Cat
Person" but he really liked Snickers back. In the last few years, Snickers began to battle
bad arthritis and had several bouts of Pyelonephritis, a severe infection in her kidneys. We
successfully battled two bouts with no visible lasting effects, but the third time Snickers
could not fight anymore. With her being nearly 17 years old I decided to not ask her to fight
anymore. I miss her every day. ~5/15/91-11/15/07~
was my first "My Pet". Over the years she was always my "delicate flower", running at the
slightest new sound, never trusting strangers. As she aged, she finally decided my
husband would be sticking around and became quite bonded to him. He was not a "Cat
Person" but he really liked Snickers back. In the last few years, Snickers began to battle
bad arthritis and had several bouts of Pyelonephritis, a severe infection in her kidneys. We
successfully battled two bouts with no visible lasting effects, but the third time Snickers
could not fight anymore. With her being nearly 17 years old I decided to not ask her to fight
anymore. I miss her every day. ~5/15/91-11/15/07~