It seems that in the past few months I’ve read post after post from friends on Facebook who have lost a beloved pet. Today another post was made from another friend. In it, she mentioned a place called Rainbow Bridge. I remember my sister mentioning this place to me long ago. At the time I didn’t own a pet. I had no dog or cat. No fish or rabbits or birds. Or, any other creature that people decide to adopt and take care of and make part of their family.
Today I do have a pet. I have a puppy named Duncan. I have found out how quickly these wonderful creatures steal your heart and become a true member of your family.
When I read my friend’s post this morning referring to Rainbow Bridge, I decided to Google it and find out what and where exactly this place was. For those of you who have pets or have ever had a pet, I think you’ll find that my discovery is worth sharing……
Rainbow Bridge
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Being Margaret 
Yes, I have heard of Rainbow Bridge and have many faithful friends waiting for me there xx
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Me too, Rosie!! And it warms my heart 💖 thanks for commenting!!!
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Yes, I have heard about Rainbow Bridge and I have some faithful friends waiting for me there xx
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I have heard of this term. It was an album by Jimi Hendrix. Rainbow Bridge … http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rainbow_Bridge_(album) and film. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rainbow_Bridge_(film)
Later the term was co-opted. Into a euphemism, for death.
Perhaps it dates me?
Cheers Jamie.
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You aren’t aging yourself!! I remember listening to Jimi Hendricks on Vinyl, too! And, I’m not old 😉
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Okay, but did you sit in a pub and drink beer with him and the band? They’re all gone now, so I guess I won? … Just kidding, but not about the beer. Rainbow Bridge was a posthumous LP. Cheers Jamie.
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Sob, sob, wah! There is going to be quite the crowd waiting for me on the other side. 🙂
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Won’t that be a joyous reunion!
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Our vet always sends out a card with the poem on it when any of his clients loses a pet. It’s a beautiful though, isn’t it…
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That’s awesome! What a kind thing to do.
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Reblogged this on Manuscript. Head. Drawer. and commented:
I bought my kitten, Friskie, when I was twelve years old with the handful of nickles, dimes, and pennies in my piggy bank. She was the runt of the litter, unable to get a bite to eat until the others had their fill. When I rode my bike, I always made sure to wear something with a pocket big enough to carry her with just her head poking up. From then until I had my first child at 22, me and my Siamese cat were never separated. But then, one day, her hind legs gave out. Dad and my brothers took her to the vet, and she never came home. That was 30 years ago. I’ve never been able to bring myself to get another pet because I can’t take feeling that utter grief again. Thanks for this post (and video), Margaret. It made me laugh and cry at the same time, a good thing. 🙂
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Thank You for the ReBlog 🙂
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My pleasure. 🙂
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