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....
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My Ganni Bear's gone and I miss him with every fiber of my being.
Before, I always wonder why people cry over pets, and now I know how it feels like. It sucks, man... It really does.
I consider myself a strong woman but Ganni's death really broke me down. I'm crying so bad ... the morning coffee doesn't taste the same. Hell, I can't seem to continue my everyday morning run.
I spoiled him to death. He sleeps beside me and when the fan gets super cold during the night, my armpit was his hiding place and I'd get to hug him and smell him. One time, when the power went out for hours, he was whimpering coz he doesn't like the heat so I went and manually fan him for hours and hours until the power went back. I can't stop the tears from falling. I miss him super bad.
Yesterday, when I learn about his death, it seems like I was in a crowded place and everybody's life seems to go on as usual but mine seem to stop. Man, the feeling is sometimes unbearable but I know that "This too shall pass."
I buried him where the Grotto of Lady of Lourdes will stand. His toys went with him, a rosary plus a piece of this heart necklace (I am wearing the other piece.):