Rainbow Bridge

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....

Author unknown...

Ch. Martini's See'n Double
Sunny Rose
1997 - 2010

Sunny Rose, my heart dog, passed away on Sunday, September 5.  Sunny won the hearts of many and consistently maintained her role as the Grand Dame.  Even last week she was shaking a toy and teaching puppies how to play.  She walked tall among all of the Bostons and never wavered from her confident leadership.
Sunny Rose earned quite a well rounded resume in her almost 13 years – Canine Good Citizen, national Obedience competition award and AKC Rally Novice title. Most importantly she was a loyal buddy who delighted in jogging, boating, lap-sitting and sleeping under my desk.  She was always at my heels and earned her status as the privileged one.  I miss her noises, protective barks and gentle presence.
A card sent in her memory said it best:  Don’t cry because it is over; laugh and smile because it happened.  Sunny happened.