Rainbow Bridge

Yesterday one of my beloved little ratties Pip sadly passed away. She leaves a huge hole in my heart for such a little creature, she brought so much joy to me (as do all my lovely pet companions). I hope she is playing at Rainbow Bridge with Archie and Maisie (previously departed ratties).
Much missed by her sister Vee, and sons Rupert and Teddy-Ed.
One day, I know, we shall all be together again.

Lucy was our little Shih Tzu doggie. She came to us only a year ago, aged 14, from my grandparents who both passed away quickly after one another. Lucy was a very old lady and she had many illnesses when we took her in. She had the softest, most loving nature I had ever known a dog to have; she wouldn’t have hurt a fly. She made us laugh many times and melted us with her big brown eyes.
She finally took her last breath in my arms at 06:45 this morning. She had tried to hang on longer than she needed, which was just like the brave little Lucy we came to love so dearly, I held her closely and asked her to let go and go back to her Mum and Dad, my grandparents who where waiting over on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge. She relaxed and drifted away.

I would like to thank Lucy for the year we were privileged enough to spend with her, she brought great love into our household. We will never forget you sweetie.

Love you Lucy, safe journey back home.

Rachel xxx

Forever in my heart.

Midnights in winter
The glowing fire
Lights up your face in orange and gold

I see your sweet features
Shine through the darkness
Etched in my heart
I will never forget you

Mornings in my memory
Sharing our secrets
We walked until the day had gone
We were bonded by our hearts

Playing for hours
The joy you gave
Lives on and on
I will never forget you

I expected to see you at the door
Waiting for me to come home
On this cold winter morning
But you had already left for Rainbow Bridge

I think again of your sweet face
And your big brown eyes
You will stay with me forever
Beside me every day

I will never forget you, because you live in my heart

Adapted for Lucy from an Eva Cassidy song. X

For Fitz my last beloved old gentleman who passed away today the last of a very special bunch. Fitz in his prime was a magnificant persion cat who lasted for 18 years a wonderful age. Thank you for your love loyalty and fun go and join Alfie, Brady Ernie and Eric and enjoy full helath and vigor until I meet you all again over the rainbow bridge my heart will be sad with you all not sharing my life .

My heart goes out to you SomersetAngel, for losing one beloved pet is bad enough to take! but three in such a short space of time, your heart probably feels so heavy right now. I sympathise and send my deepest condolences to you. The love you have for them will carry on and they will know and feel it the other side of Rainbow bridge.

What a moving thread this is, I feel for all of you who have lost your darling pets. The tears are rolling down my cheeks as I type.

I would like to add Brad my sisters golden retriever who died 2 weeks ago tomorrow. He is sorely missed, it is a comforting thought to think of him in Rainbow Bridge.

My heart goes out to all of you.

this might help ease your loss.

Hi, I am an animal communicator and received this gift by nearly going over the rainbow myself. Through this work I have had proof that has completly changed my veiws. As a animal lover I have had many go over the rainbow and felt the huge loss, but I now know that it is true, the body is like a vehicle that gets them to where they want to go, but one day that vehicle gives up, sometimes sooner than later, and releases the soul to go up above. I liken this to emigrating, where there is no post, no phones but they meet up with many souls they knew years ago. I do not chase passed over animals but they have come through on readings and have told me things to tell their owners, which has brought great relief and comfort.
Send them your loving thoughts as you did when they were physically here and please believe me that they never totally leave you, we have guides that do the things, like tell you a cars coming on the wrong side of a bad bend, something tells us to move over, we thought it was out intuition, well now you know different, just say "thankyou".
I do hope this helps.

thank you
Jackie

I wanted to share a poem I wrote for Eric who died 4 wks ago I put it on the healing thread but forgot to put it here love to you all

The Bells Chime
The bells chime quarter hour, half hour, hour ding, ding, ding.
Echoing reminding me life goes on with every strike resonating in the air
I stroke your soft fur slowly with my hand lovingly down your back
Holding you close for the last time your body still warm and soft

So many years of loyal friendship and unconditional love
Just being there, comforting, with knowing bright eyes.
That special wag and yelp of delight when I arrived home
Making my welcome that bit special that unique bond dog and human

My heart aches with a pain so deep I think it will break
Knowing I will never see you again on this plain or time.
You went so quick like a candle blown out in the wind
I am grateful your passing was quick fate was kind

So my little friend I have to go on with a heart like lead
Emotions shut down by the chasm left by such a little being
Thank you for the joy, love, fun, and friendship
I am so honoured to have had a companion as loyal and loving as you.

I think of you over the rainbow bridge with tail wagging
Young full of vigour running having fun, restored to a younger time.
I look forward to the day when I can be with you again
But for now I carry your memory and love in my broken heart.

Our perfect Angel - ♥Shandy♥ - taken so cruelly from us 3 months ago - you will forever be in our hearts, you were heaven sent our 'little sweetie pie' - we will never forget you

Lily

LILY :043:

It is a year ago today when our lovely cat Lily passed away. It broke our hearts to say goodbye to her and my husband and i and Kat still miss her like it was yesterday, but we know that she is ok.

We had the ultimate pleasure of Lily coming back to see us in spirit a few times last year, just to hear her meow again and her collar bell ring was a real comfort and we thank her for that.

Lily brought us so much laughter and fun with her wonderful character and it was a pleasure to have known her.

We love you Lil.

R.I.P our pretty little Lily :043: xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

I still miss him

It was 4th December 2006 when I had my beautiful horse put to sleep. He came into my life in August 1995 and had totally turned my life around. After many years of loyality from him he developed arthiritis(sp) in his hocks and finally heart problems. This is when I knew that the time had come to let him go to spirit, I could not let him go through another winter and did not want to let him suffer and lose his dignity.

It was strangely such a beautiful morning, whilst he had been in the paddock he had not really acknowledged anyone around him and hadn't really bothered with anyone. When the vet pulled up he turned around, looked at me and walked towards me as if to say "come on mom, it's time for me to go" Shortly after the vet put him to rest with an injection.

I stayed with him on the ground for a good 20 mins and felt his soul leave his body and then it felt right to move away from him.

Still after all of this time, I miss him terribly. But then I smell his smell and can feel his presence around me and I firmly believe that we will be reunited at the rainbow bridge.

To my dear horse, I love you Mr Love, you turned my life around and never once judged me, for everything, I am truly grateful. RIP boy xxxx

In Memory of Sooty

I shall never forget you Sooty you were my best friend. I am happy for the time we spent together on earth but so sad that you are no longer here with us.
Sleep peacefully

:cat:

Lottie - We miss you!

We will never forget you Lottie - 28/10/1993-2/7/2008).

You were such a big, big part of our lives and you leave us with lots of lovely memories.

We did what we could for you at the end and it was the hardest thing to say goodbye, but now you can run and play free from pain and discomfort.

You're forever in our hearts.

Dizzy

I was lucky to share the last part of Dizzy's life. She lived with me since September 2007. What we know... she had been fed by someone in their back garden when she had probably strayed, and taken to a rescue. They found she had hyperthyroidism so her thyroid was removed, it also appeared as though she had had a stroke previously, hence her given name 'Dizzy'. Then she lived with me.

She was a quiet little cat at the best of times, sleeping mostly, laying between my feet at night. But last week she was even more quiet and wanted to sleep off in a corner on her own, so I put her bed there for her. Then she stopped eating, drinking and going to loo, then became snotty, so I thought cat flu immediately and got her to vet on Friday. She was treated for flu and constipation. The flu seemed to be clearing, but she was still not eating or drinking even with my help. Very weak and listless, back legs dropping. We went back to vet Monday, constipation had cleared, but a mass was still in her abdomen. X-ray showed a tumour as big as 2 fists. She hadn't eaten for a week and would have starved herself, so this was lesser of 2 evils unfortunately. She went to sleep Monday afternoon, poor girl.

It had obviously been growing for some time, I just wish I had been able to tell sooner for her sake. I think she was pretty comfortable for most of her time since September, and she found a friend in our home called Poppet who she would snuggle with and be washed by.

We love you Dizzy! X

Poppet

Poppet came to me, either by chance or by guidance, June 2006. I found him at 7am one morning, confused and disorientated walking in circles in the middle of a road through a park that was local to me at the time. My immediate thought was that he had been abandoned.

I took him in to keep him safe that day and put posters up, emailed forums and contacted rescue centres. But no-one came forward at all. I took him to the vets within the first couple of days to have him checked over and his health problems really confirmed my thought of him being abandoned. I took him out on a harness a few times to see if he could recognise anything or pick up on smells, but he was utterly lost, didn't know what was going on and kept coming back to me. It seemed he had not been outdoors before, or at least not in a long while.

He was a very loving and affectionate cat, very friendly towards other cats too, even if they weren't so to him, and very vocal. He did make a friend with Dizzy (previous post) and they would snuggle up together and he would wash her too. He missed her when she passed away earlier in the year.

We think he was aged somewhere around 20 going by his general health and his appearance. His health was not good due to his age, but he was happy enough, hobbled around, ate, drank and slept and seemed content. From day one, he regularly chose to sleep under the bedcovers with me all night. He had a couple of courses of steroids to help keep him moving, but his weight was gradually dropping, his bones protruding more and more, he became stiffer and stiffer, sleeping on a folded blanket with his hot water bottle because he couldn't get into his low bed, and in the last couple of weeks I started helping him as he was unable to even do that for himself any longer. But old age finally caught up with him, and he went to sleep this afternoon after it all became too much for him.

We love you Poppet! X

rainbow bridge

There are many, many friends I know are on the bridge, both animal and human. Just today, I think I want to write about my Dad. Whenever I have a deep problem or a piece of really good news I want to share it with him. So today, I hope he knows I am making another new start in life. He's on the bridge with his brother and their best friend, sitting on a seat under a large shady tree, just talking about the world..........

Freddie

I sent my angel dog Lucky to the rainbowbridge on 11/20/08 and told him to look for his Grammy,(My Mom) who loved him too. I told him to go play with Lassie and TuTu and Tiny and Cindy and Spanky and Ruffles and Scottie and Springer and that I would see him again. I fear my Taz who misses his brother Lucky will die of a broken heart. I couldn't stand that. Donna

Miss you so much Purd(ie) I know you're there at night with me, cos I can feel you walk up the bed and lay beside me.

I miss you scratching at the back door early in the morning to be let out.

I miss the hello you used to give me when I finally got out of bed.

I miss you chewing my hair when I came back from swimming.

I miss you trying to swipe the chicken off my fork on a Sunday.

I miss the way you used to lie on my shoulder and rub your cute little face against mine.

I miss your dirty little paw prints on my quilt cover.

Christmas will be hard, as you won't be playing with wrapping paper, and I'm sorry we had to shut you in the bedroom when visitors arrived with the dogs.

I miss our cuddles and the way you used to put your paws on my face.

I hope you are having a wonderful time at Rainbow Bridge, say hello to Laddie and Kane for me please. I can't wait to see you all again, love you Purd xx

We miss him

In a few days, it will be 1 year since our Buddy left us. He was 18 years old, a blue healer, he never had to work a day in his life even though his breed is commonly known as a cow dog here in the states. However he helped us raise our kids, always protective of them. We used to go out hiking alot when he was young.
One of the most amazing sights to behold, he was only about 2 ft tall, tracking a deer, the grass was about 4 ft tall, as he was going through the tall grass, he would bounce up to see where the deer went. boing boing boing!
The kids say it's hard to come home and not see him, when they visit. Sometimes the hardest part is being here all the time without him. However I know one day we will all meet again, Buddy, Shorty, Jackson,Tootsie, and Mickey, as well as others that went before them. :dogrun:

...it gets me every time I read it...at work at the mo...dabbing my eyes...its just sooooooooooo beautiful x

RIP Black Cat 🙁 warning not nice
First off....thank goodness i can vent here, don't know what i'd do without this place

Found a large black cat in the middle of the road last night on the way home from a successful riding lesson where i didn't fall off and my confidence blossomed.......

Drove up the hill, quite a busy road near a dual carriageway and saw a black shape in the road. Turned around in a side street and pulled up next to it. Took a while to check it was definitely a cat that's how bad it was. Loads of cars drove by, trying to avoid it. A car slowed right down to look, while i was standing there illuminatd in my car lights trying to get it...two women going "what's that? is it a dog? etc" i felt like shouting either get out and help or bog off!! I think maybe they thought i'd done it, which was sickening.

Luckily it was freezing and i had my gloves on. It was dark, cat was black, i just swallowed and picked it up and put it on the verge. I tried to arrange it so that people walking by this morning wouldn't be sick. Trust me, kids would have been very upset.

I knelt over it and said "rest in peace little kitty, what do i do, i don't know what to do?" it was just horrendous. I knew there was nothing i could do, it had no collar. As i got back in my car, a young man pulled up, looked like he'd just come back from the gym, i asked if he knew if anyone around here had a black cat...he nearly gipped when he saw it. He asked if i did it but it was a fair question. I explained what had happened and what i'd done. He then thought that his neighbour Christine had a black cat. I said, please don't let her see it if it was hers and we said our goodbyes, him thanking me for what i did.

What did i do? Moved it off the road is all.

I drove home and hugged my own kitten. Whenever i feel guilty for keeping her inside, i will remember black cat.

RIP black cat, you are at peace now my friend
xxxxx

good for you shaya! I d be too squemish to do it. In memory of my friends giant shnauzer Coco who was put to sleep last week he was 14 and half and had enough. bless him....

Amethysfairy:)

better send this and not look at the rest as will cry!

Thanks Amethystfairy...i just had to...glad it was dark tho 🙁

Our family doberman Milly had to be put down today due to her body giving up at last. She was 12 and we are all going to miss her so much. We loved her dearly and she had a great life but now she can be with her brother George ( ) and they can play once more.

We all love you Milly and will see you again sometime :grouphug:

xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

rest in peace jake xxx

my pet dog jake was 14 and had cancer (lymphoma)for two months, it was heart breaking seeing him deteriorate.................. anyway i knew it was time , and had to take him to be euthanised, he looked so peaceful when he went,i think he had wanted to go for quite a while........but its hard to let them go , when they are part of your family and like children to you.......that was 4weeks ago..........i still feel him around me and had a visitation in my dream from him, that was wonderful.........

rest in peace jake, we love you xxxxxxxxxxxxx

I wanted to add my dads dog Rosie, we lost her Yesterday Wednesday 12 August 2009 she gave us 12 and half years of joy and was my dad companion for this time R.I.P Rosie (yorkshire Terrier) they become part of your family I miss her so much but my dad knows she will be happy in Rainbow Bridge.

Please send healing to Jim (my dad) he is so lost right now and live miles from me Thank you Clareyangel xx

We got Kitty Mogg from neighbours who were given her at 2 1/2 weeks old and we got her a week later, far too young to be away from her mum. She came into our lives as a tiny bundle of long black fur and lots of spiky bits. I declared he wanted nothing to do with 'it'. Until one day I was caught by my wife red handed fussing her and saying, 'come on then, little kittymogg, come and have some fuss.' in a very manly way...ok well, as manly as a high pitched soft-and-fluffy voice can get. She was supposed to grow into her name and earn it - Kitty Mogg was just an interim, better than saying, 'Oi, Cat!', but it stuck.

My wife was seven months pregnant with my son when we got K-Mogg, so they grew up together, each other's shadow. One day when he was about 20 months old, he was toddling about in only a nappy, the cat launched herself at his backside. She hung on to the back of his nappy trying to gnaw her way through. He held onto the sides of the nappy, trying to run away, saying, 'No bappy, no bappy oooh-oooooh!' Wish I had the camcorder, it was so funny. They used to fall asleep together on the windowsill and I heard many a comment from passers by as to how cute they looked. There were many such laugh-out-loud moments throught her life.

We came back late one evening to find her with a back leg trailing behind her. She'd been hit by a car and it had mashed her leg. Three operations, massive doses of anitbiotics and the like later and it still wouldn't heal. Her leg was amputated and she learnt to razz about... perdoink, perdoink, perdoink, plop. The amputation made her even more grumpy. My wife was the one who found her injured, took her to the vet lots and did all the nursing, so yup, she hated her guts and was quite happy to show her just how much.

She [the cat, not the wife...] really was a bad tempered, psychotic, belligerent old boot who loved making us out to be liars by schmoozing with any visitors and then promptly savaging us as soon as they'd leave. (Eventually, a move to a quieter neighbourhood chilled her out and the last six years of her life were spent perdoinking about contendedly.)She was a stunning looking cat; glossy, long black fur and a ridiculously fluffy plumptious plume tail. She had a very pretty face and bright green-yellow eyes that scowled lovingly at us. She also stood out due to the back left leg missing. She was aggressive, but also so sweet and loving on her terms and we wouldn't have changed her for anything. Anyone who met her could not help but be mesmerised by her and they'd always remember her - she was very charismatic.

Back to just a fortnight ago: we'd been on holiday and came back and didn't really see too much of her. When we did, she was just pottering about like the old lady she was. This wasn't unusual though as the cats liked the neighbours and sometimes desert us sometimes for a day or two. Then after not seeing her for two days, and my son found her on the decking. She tried to hobble over and made it into the porch and flopped down and he called my wife who called the vet. When they got there, he dropped the bombshell; she had complete renal failure and only had two or three days to live and it was not treatable. The only and right thing to do was to make the near impossible choice to have her put down the next day at home.

The cat spent most of the night being held by my wife and in spite of her final terminal stage, she was still purring. She was feeding her 5ml (a teaspoonful) of water via syringe into her mouth every hour - as directed by the vet. She was so weak she couldn't lap properly and it was taking about 10 mintues being very slow and careful. The dose was reduced by half and given every half-hour and slowly reduced again and again as she lost her strength.

She deteriorated throughout the time rapidly and in the end she was having a single drop every couple of minutes, only when she was able to swallow. My wife stayed awake all night to nurse her and my son would not leave her side. She took her outside to see the garden and the sun, the other two cats said goodbye. The rest of the time was spent by my wife sitting with and holding her _ watching her die before her eyes knowing there was not a damn thing she could do to stop it. All through that time, we regularly gave her Reiki to ease her pain, fear and to relax her. Bloody awful, we were stunned how sudden it all was - within 24 hours. Absolutely devestated, words can't describe it.

24 hours after the intial diagnosis, the vet came to do the deed. He sedated her and then injected the stuff into her kidneys where it was supposed to work its way through her system in the least traumatic way. He didn't realise just how close to death she actually was so the stuff didn't go through her system like it was supposed to. He had to go back out to his car and get barbituates which he injected straight into her heart, moving the needle around as he did it... horrible to watch; the vet advised us it wouldn't be pleasant but we weren't going to desert our beloved cat at her last moments. And still she purred.

Our [well, my wife's] beautiful, belligerent old boot of a cat eventually died at 4.18pm on Tuesday 11th August 2009 with all her family around her - she went knowing we were there together at the end of her life as we were in the beginning - with our collective love. ...So much more than 'just a cat' - unique - anyone who met her will testify to that. There's a gaping, yearning hole where she should be, but she's pain-free and at peace now. She purred to the very end, tried to growl and twitched her last characteristic twitch of her once magnificent tail and died on our sofa being fussed and stroked by us all.

We always thought we weren't the kind of people to opt for a pet cremation and keep them in a box. There was no way we wanted to bury her here, and obviously we couldn't keep her as she was, so we found a lovely specialist pet crematorium (who we'd recommend to anyone, he was such a nice chap). We said our final goodbyes to her physical body on the Wednesday, she spent the night in our room so she wasn't alone. Leaving her at the crematorium was almost as difficult as the day before. My wife and I sobbed and left some personal effects in with her which were cremated too.

We picked her up on Saturday and she is now in one of her favourite places in the living room. It feels a little better now she's with us again, but there's a massive, gaping, yearning hole where she should be and that space can never be filled....so much more than 'just a pet' She was one of the family and will always be. She's pain-free and at peace now and we have many fantastic memories to look back on to make us smile. We derived some comfort as we've heard her purring, meowing for fuss and have seen her a couple of times. My heart really goes out to anyone who has lost part of their furry family. I'm quite resilient person and this has knocked us for six - surprisingly so. We have two other cats - a ginger brother [Ghyngha] and brindle sister [Puffball], nearly eleven. One day their days will come, but after that we won't have any more pets, can't face the loss. In the meantime we help the cats adjust to life without Kitty Mogg (they've been affected too) and enjoy their lovely company as always. Rest in peace my Kitters, we love you lots xxxxxxx.

RIP Kitty Mogg 11.10.94 - 11.8.09.

Little Billy

Little Billy arrived into this life on 8th October this yearvwith his brother Johny. An identical pair - both sandy coloured we couldn't find any difference between the two - except Billy had a nobbly bit halfway along his tail which you couldn't see, only feel. We couldn't think of names for them - we've been rescuing little kittens for about 5 years now so my names list was becoming smaller and smaller. One night I was telling my other half about my Dad and Uncle and the tricks they played on people when they were younger as they were identical twins. We were laughing and I said maybe we should call the kittens after them! So we did!!

They grew up quickly - Lena their mum was so good with them. Billy was the hungry active one and at feeding time you should've seen them fight with each other to get close to their mum. We had to step in a few times!
Billy was the stronger of the two and had a bigger tummy than Johny. He was such a little sweetheart and used to love to snuggle up on my shoulder and into my neck. To be honest, I loved it too, but always brought Johny to join us so he was never left out.

At 6 and a half weeks of age, Billy seemed to be losing weight, although still feeding but was less 'pushy' than before. He hardly left my side and seemed to want to snuggle in all the time. A visit to the vet and some medicines which he took willingly, plus lots of reiki and Crystal healing made no difference. Sadly at 7 and a half weeks of age, Billy suddenly became so sick. I held him in my arms and kept talking to him and stroking him. I held him on my shoulder and close to my neck - somewhere familiar to him and brought his brother and his mum to him to say goodbye. One of my other cats, Cookie ( I call him my Reiki Cat) who himself had been ill earlier this year came and lay beside him with his little paw round him. Cookie and I nursed him until he died at 11pm on the evening of 19th November.
It was so sad - he had only been with us a few weeks but he had so quickly captured my heart.
We buried him under our lemon tree that night - we call it 'The Resting Place' - beside our other little furry darlings who have passed on. I sat on the wall beside the lemon tree and just cried and cried.

They come into our lives and so very quickly we love them and even 'tho they're with us just a short time, the parting is so painful.

We all miss you little Billy! Be at peace .xx

We've just had to let Sweepy II go. He had a very short illness that started at midnight as the new year came in.

He was a real black cat in every sense of the word and a true companion. We will miss him, still in his prime, still played as a kitten and boss of the home.

Myarka

Hiya Myarka

I am so sorry to read of your sad news about Sweepy. I just love cats so I can understand your sadness. I'll send you, your family and dear Sweepy Reiki for his passing over.

love
Moonfairy
x

Sad news indeed..

We have four cats Myarka.....so, love and healing from me as well...