It is called "The Rainbow Bridge" because of its many colors.
Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge,
There is a land of meadows, hills and valleys with lush green grass.
When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place.
There is always food and water and warm Spring weather.
Those old and frail animals are young again.
They play all day with each other.
But there is only one thing missing.
They are not withtheir special person who loved them on earth.
So, each day they run and play until the day comes
When one suddenly stops playing and looks up.
The nose twitches, the ears are up, the eyes are staring
And this one runs from the group.
You have been seen.
When you and your special friend meet,
You take him or her in your arms and embrace.
Your face is kissed again and again.
You look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet
Then, you cross the Rainbow Bridge never to be separated.
Author Unknown
Rosina, you are one very special soul. What a thoughtful week you spent with Tamarr. Such a perfect fellow... loved him from the firstmoment I saw him in Church.
Truly admire you and appreciate the priceless work that you do.
A Friend