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. Her bright eyes are intent. Her eager body quivers. Suddenly she begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, her legs carrying her 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….
~ Author unknown ~
It is with a heavy heart that I write this post.
Kathy, a sweet 10 year old little girl who was being fostered by Denise in New York, was on her way to her new Mommy, Angela, in Ohio. While enroute, Kathy became gravely ill and was rushed to an emergency veterinarian for care. Sadly, Kathy passed away and has crossed the Rainbow Bridge.
Everyone at URRKN is devastated. We are heartbroken for Denise, who did such an amazing job fostering this sweet baby girl and showering her with love. We are grieving with all of the conductors who had contact with this sweet angel today – anyone who has already done a transport knows it doesn’t take long for your special passenger to carve out a place in your heart. And, most of all, we are shedding countless tears with Angela, who opened up her heart and her home to this precious baby girl hundreds of miles away.
I wish, with all my being, that I could reach out and pluck the perfect words from the air – the words that would erase the pain and eliminate the heartbreak. Unfortunately, those words do not exist. So I will do the only thing I can – I will keep Denise, the conductors and Angela in my thoughts and in my prayers. I will also send a special prayer to my own Angel Patches and ask her to find Kathy, take her by the paw, and show her around at the Rainbow Bridge.
Run free, sweet Kathy, run free…..until we all meet again. RIP baby girl.