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 the 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 have 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 begins to quiver. 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 hand again caresses 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 the Rainbow Bridge together . . .

Sport

I would have never thought in a million years that you would have to be put to sleep at the age of 5 years old.  I didn't want to do what I had to do but all the vets said it was the best thing for you and you were in a lot of pain and I couldn't let you go through life not being able to run with the rest of my horses.  It killed me to see you looking and yelling at the window because you couldn't go out and be with them.  To this day I will never know what really happened but I did try my best to find someone that could help you but it was one of those things that I guess just got out of control and no one could do anything.  Maybe there was more to it then anyone knew, maybe this was the start of something that had been there all along but no one detected.  I just don't know, but I wish that I did.

You were my baby and I loved you like you were my baby and people would tell me how beautiful you are and how much I spoiled you. My dear sister Sandy told me that she would give me one of her horses but there isn't anyone or anything that can ever replace you, you were one in a million, believe me.... I have to smile with that statement because you could be a pistol also... but I loved you.  

Tolurullah and Be'un a Friend (your mother) are getting up there in age and I am afraid soon I will have to go through this all again with them.  Tolurullah will be 26 years old and Be'un a Friend will be 24 years old come January, 2001.   Someday we will meet and then as the poem goes "Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together"

Love you,

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