RE: Rainbow Bridge
No-one knows who wrote this, because they decided to remain anonymous. On reading it though, you can feel the immense pain of the author, and as animal lovers, we can sense the deep despair this person felt. It is hard not to feel similarly when you have read it, and realise the underlying emotions and the "need" to hope such an end is waiting for the abusers.
The Flaming Bridge
THE FLAMING BRIDGE
Just this side of Hell is a place called the Flaming Bridge.
When an abused animal dies, it stops by to discuss its life with the Keepers of the Flaming Bridge before continuing on to the Rainbow Bridge.
The Keepers of the Flaming Bridge compile a Master List of animal abusers, so that they will be able to recognize them and confront them with their actions when they die.
Across fields of flame roll cries of agony, mimicking the pain inflicted on
the innocent animals by their heartless abusers.
But the animals are not there crying out - they have gone on to Rainbow
Bridge and their just rewards for the innocent lives they have lead.
The cries come from the dark cohorts of the Keepers - savage beasts out of the worst nightmares of the animal abusers for whom they wait.
Patiently, they wait, planning for the day when the abuser arrives.
Then one day, their cries grow more urgent. Their eyes burn with an eerie, unearthly glow.
Savage glee lights their hideous faces, and as one they turn and run.
Faster and faster they run, flying over the ruined land, drawn on by their
quarry.
The abuser has arrived at last, and when the pack reaches him they fall upon him to wreak their vengeance.
His flesh is flayed from his body as their reeking breath and shrieking
laughter fill his agonized consciousness. But he does not die - his pain
will continue, forever.
Then the pack drags the abuser across Flaming Bridge, down into that special place in Hell reserved just for "people" like him......
-Author wishes to remain anonymous
I make no further comment.
Janne
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for my beautiful girls, Tweed (03/08/91-03/10/04) andher sister Jezz (03/08/91-11/01/05).
I was truly blessed for having you in my life.
and I know that you are guiding Honey through her puppy stages and showing her how to be mischievous.....just as you were.
Nite Nite babies
Love you always
XX
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For Brady my faithful freind who was put to sleep 3/02/06 thanks for being such a character what a cat! you will be sadly missed hope you are having fun with Alfie.
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To my most recent losses Becky dogOct 05and Glo Dec 05- (either of you were mine but I know you both knew I was kind of yours).
Becky - for the pledge of being with you at your final moments - we both knew it was the right time. We never knew where you came from but that you had a hard start and I know you made my dad very happy that fortnight last July. I hope you have met with him when he past in Dec. Big ears and even bigger heart - our little 'faro' hound x
For Glo (Gloria) - I regret so much not coming to see you one last time - even saying it was because i was afraid you may have already passed is a sorry excuse. I did love you even was you scared the hell out of me galloping up Frogston Road with a number 11 bus coming at us - I think the driver was as scared as me! You taught me humilty & how to long rein. Beautiful horse - you were a gem on the ground but justtoo much for me too ride. Gallop free and find wee Becs
Love also to Midge - my dream dog real for so short a time - you got me into soo much trouble but kept me safe - my lassie dog
To Bonnie the long living square coffee table on legs borber collie
To Lulu our first dog a black Heinz 57 who protected our pram and us from the baby sitter - poor Annie she was so scared of you and we played on it!
To Whiskey (the cat with nine lives - a stray left by holiday makers, who moved up and down to my grannies with the whole family and disappeared for 3 days and came back with the remains ofthe snare round your belly - you carried that scar to your grave), Brandy, Toby and all the rest of the grey and white cats I knew esp the ones who thought they were dogs and followed Midge around and slept on top of him)
You all bought me soo much happiness and memories - Kieran (incompetent cat) has just joined me on my knee to say hello as well which is very fitting.
Lynn
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From a letter sent regarding the sad events of August 30, 2005 (it still makes me cry to think of him, our Al):
Thank you (some in advance) for your thoughts, it hurts but it was time-- Al was our "main" cat. He lived with us for 10 years since he was a tiny baby David carried home in his coat. Al was a Maine Coon, the "gentle giant" breed of cat. When healthy he weighed in at nearly 20 lbs. When he was put to sleep he weighed 6 lbs.
About 3 or so years ago Al had a perfectly round spot near his tummy where his fur was missing. The last couple of years this became larger until about 1 year ago he started simply losing his hair everywhere and was essentially bald. Around Christmas of this year we noticed he was having trouble standing up or walking and x-rays revealed his tail and his hips were dislocated. We were told there was no treatment for this but time, but it did seem strange to have this happen. Maybe his joints were simply breaking down and a sudden bump had done this, we didn't know. Over the next few months Al had cortisone shots periodicallyfor the inflammation from the dislocations until they didn't work any more. They made him sick and then he'd respond well for a week or so, then they did nothing.
Recently,Al, who never would eat any human food, began to act as though he was starving and he ate everything and anything. He was ravenous with a hunger that could not be satisfied. His quality of life was nil. Although we fed him sometimes every 15 minutes, he lost weight to the point that he was too weak to jump up on the couch or do anything but ask for food. His meow went to a whisper and his pleading eyes were too much to bear.
Our vet said she thought it was cancer as it will devour calories and cause weight loss like Al had. Cancer in cats is different, she said, than in dogs who get tumors that are easily detectable and more treatable. She thought in fact that the initial hair loss was skin cancer. She did not recommend testing further (we'd had blood work done in January) but left the decision to us.
You would have had to know our Al, dad's baby, to know how hard this was to witness and have to make the call on. Al was no longer happy being a cat and his dignity was compromised by his illness.
Al was a betterperson than most humans and we are mourning him deeply.
