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Yes, that's a beautiful dog, Rick. Our dog looked that alert only when she heard the food dish being filled.
So sorry, PF. Poor Django, it's so hard to say goodbye.
Aw, PF, so sorry to read this. Losing a fur-kid is hard. You and your kitties are in my thoughts.I had to help my Django to the Rainbow Bridge today. He was so very sick and nothing could help him....
Thanks, Everyone!
Poor Latte is looking for him and seems quite despondent. I keep looking in his chair and expect him to be there.
Our loved furry pets know when we are distressed. Even if it is about them and what is to come. They seem to know what is on the other side over that Rainbow Bridge. They can hear their friends calling them. But even to their last breath, they still want to offer us that last moment of comfort.
So as much pain as we feel for what we are losing, our best friend has us as their last thought. Django is now happy, and without pain. But know this, you were the last thought he had before he crossed over that Rainbow Bridge. And he is without pain.
Our beloved Pjay, a beagle beyond compare passed over the rainbow bridge 2 years ago. He had kidney failure, and the day we took him to the vet to help him cross, he couldn’t stand up, control his bowels, or do anything else. But his tail was wagging, and the look in his eyes said “please, please help me. I love you.” I still can’t think about it without crying. He was a wonderfu soul, only 9 years old. We have two new ones; a beagle and a Cairn terrier. We love them, but they just can’t take the place of Pjay. It sounds stupid, but I miss him more than I miss my parents.I had to help my Django to the Rainbow Bridge today. He was so very sick and nothing could help him. Keep me and the rest of the kitties (Latte, Hermione and Hazel) in your thoughts. Shrek will be there to greet him.
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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Sad, indeed..I cried like a baby when we put down our hound many years ago..she was very protective and lovable..Our beloved Pjay, a beagle beyond compare passed over the rainbow bridge 2 years ago. He had kidney failure, and the day we took him to the vet to help him cross, he couldn’t stand up, control his bowels, or do anything else. But his tail was wagging, and the look in his eyes said “please, please help me. I love you.” I still can’t think about it without crying. He was a wonderfu soul, only 9 years old. We have two new ones; a beagle and a Cairn terrier. We love them, but they just can’t take the place of Pjay. It sounds stupid, but I miss him more than I miss my parents.