George: Can we see Maddie ever again?
Mummy: Georgie, maybe not while we are still on this earth. Because …
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….
So, Georgie, we will see Maddie again some day. For now, we will say “till we meet again.”
Maddie was part of our “Chelsea clan” – she made us laugh and I loved her like she was one of mine. Those hushed late night when little Max was asleep and she needed a walk, we would leave quietly, trooping together out the courtyard for a walk around the block. Or the times when she stayed over, she sat on the back of the sofa where none of mine would normally sit. She was a quiet little one until feeding time! And then there was Maddie! LOL! She would be jumping up and down and squealed with excitement!
Over the years since I got involved in the dog’s world, we have suffered the loss of other’s pets. We have lost a brother (Milo) and friends – Tiger Rose,Gus, Kiva, And our lovely Jake.And even those whom we’ve never met but seem to now so well, we wept with sadness of their passing – Little Pip.
And there were those we didn’t know but followed closely their stories – Sunny, who brought us to know her owners and their new puppy Bow.Harvey, who’s tragic death led to Harvey’s Lawand Willow. Oh how we all cried for Willow. With each of them, some we know well, others we learnt of their stories through Facebook groups – these were just a few who had crossed over to the Rainbow Bridge. We have felt so many heartaches, we’ve cried with many – telling each other that they are now free. Free from scary things, things that hurt, things that were bad for them. Run free, we say – letting them go into the ethereal world.
Believing in the Rainbow Bridge is like believing in Father Christmas. It gives us hope that some day we will meet once again those we love so much. I think we want to know that they are well – whether they left us suddenly, through an illness or old age. Whichever way that takes them from us, it doesn’t make it any easier. Maybe believing in the Rainbow Bridge made it a little easier to let them go.
Do I believe in the Rainbow Bridge? As much as I want to believe in Father Christmas and wishing so much it’s real because it meant we will see those lovely pups again.