Just this side of heaven is a place called The Rainbow Bridge.

When a beloved pet dies who has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to The Rainbow Bridge.
It is a land of meadows, hills and valleys
with lush green grass.
There is always plenty of food and water and sunshine;
our friends are warm and comfortable.
Those old and frail animals are young again,
restored to health and vigor.
Those who have been hurt or maimed
are made whole and strong again.
The animals play all day;
they are happy and content with each other.
But, there is only one thing missing.
they are not with their special person who loved them on earth;
the one who had to be left behind.
Then the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance.
The bright eyes are intent;
the eager body quivers.
Suddenly he breaks away from the group,
flying over the green grass;
his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been seen.
And when you and your special friend meet,
you take him in your arms and embrace.
The happy kisses rain upon your face.
Your hands again caress the beloved head.
You look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet.

And then, together, you cross The Rainbow Bridge.

Never to be separated.

--Author Unknown

(This poem was sent to us by one of our clients who is a true pet lover. Many thanks, Lisa, for sharing such comfort!)