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.
I am crying hard reading your love letter to Banger. Banger...to have survived so much, to be so brave, to be so loving despite it all...we could all learn much by understanding how Banger navigated life. Utter grief. Feel all your feels. There is no point pretending everything is okay when it's not. People who have never deeply loved an animal will never understand that animals are angels in disguise.
We lost our 16 year old spaniel last week and an old border terrier under hideous circumstances 2 years ago. We got a new puppy a few months ago and sometimes I wonder why we do this to ourselves - love something so much when we know they will break our hearts with their passing. But they are such happy parts of our life story, such happy memories that perhaps - it is worth all the tears. And hopefully we give them back some of the joy they give us.
Beautiful story. We have a Samoyed named Snow, and he is a dear part of our family. I know some day will come, but it makes me appreciate and love him even more.🙏💖
I knew my dachshund Henry has near the end and he did die in my lap. I had already taken my “evening meds.” Distraught, I call finance who is 30 miles away and who also has taken his “evening meds.” I tell him to come immediately and bring ice. We put Henry in a cooler in my bathtub, because I wanted him close. Unfortunately, my other doxie Betsy wanted to see what was happening and kept trying to get in the bathtub. Provided much needed comic relief for two sleepy grieving people. Threw the cooler out…after we buried Henry.
This post hit home with me. I have a tri-paw Belgian Malinois, named Kaos who is diagnosed with osteosarcoma. Everyday with him is precious as we honestly don't know how long he has. Animals are a huge part of family and they should be remembered as such. Thank you for writing this post and bless Banger and your family.
Hope this brings you comfort.
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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You cry for your parents but you sob for your dogs. He has a spot in all of your hearts that will never go away
I am crying hard reading your love letter to Banger. Banger...to have survived so much, to be so brave, to be so loving despite it all...we could all learn much by understanding how Banger navigated life. Utter grief. Feel all your feels. There is no point pretending everything is okay when it's not. People who have never deeply loved an animal will never understand that animals are angels in disguise.
I wept. But what a lucky boy.
Well I’m crying. With sadness, but also with joy for a life well lived with a loving family🙏❤️
Losing a loved pet is just so painful. Enjoy all the memories.
My condolences. He’s not suffering anymore. 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼
We lost our 16 year old spaniel last week and an old border terrier under hideous circumstances 2 years ago. We got a new puppy a few months ago and sometimes I wonder why we do this to ourselves - love something so much when we know they will break our hearts with their passing. But they are such happy parts of our life story, such happy memories that perhaps - it is worth all the tears. And hopefully we give them back some of the joy they give us.
Your words are special and perfect. Like Banger ❤️🩹
Beautiful story. We have a Samoyed named Snow, and he is a dear part of our family. I know some day will come, but it makes me appreciate and love him even more.🙏💖
I knew my dachshund Henry has near the end and he did die in my lap. I had already taken my “evening meds.” Distraught, I call finance who is 30 miles away and who also has taken his “evening meds.” I tell him to come immediately and bring ice. We put Henry in a cooler in my bathtub, because I wanted him close. Unfortunately, my other doxie Betsy wanted to see what was happening and kept trying to get in the bathtub. Provided much needed comic relief for two sleepy grieving people. Threw the cooler out…after we buried Henry.
This post hit home with me. I have a tri-paw Belgian Malinois, named Kaos who is diagnosed with osteosarcoma. Everyday with him is precious as we honestly don't know how long he has. Animals are a huge part of family and they should be remembered as such. Thank you for writing this post and bless Banger and your family.
…Hicks
Was your father related to Anthony Hick the husband of Agatha Christie’s daughter Teddy?
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My condolences 💙