Monday, May 14, 2012

May 15th, 2012

Hamilton Pet Meadow Memorial  Park, Hamilton, NJ

Friday, May 11, 2012



I feel very strongly this is Beau's last weekend with us.
He is making his way to The Bridge, as he has become very hissy and grrr-lish,
almost like the day we first met.
He does have someone very special waiting for him at The Bridge, we know that.
I pray she has approved of how I looked after her Beau in these intervening months.
I've done my Very Best.
And Beau is taking with him a large chunk of my heart - 
that I hope Cathy will look after, until I see them both again.

It has been a Privilege, Gentleman Beau.
I love you very much.
Now, go to your Mom Cathy...

Rescuer's Rainbow Bridge
Unlike most days at Rainbow Bridge, this day dawned cold and gray, damp as a swamp and as dismal as could be imagined. All of the recent arrivals had no idea what to think, as they had never experienced a day like this before. But the animals who had been waiting for their beloved people knew exactly what was going on and started to gather at the pathway leading to The Bridge to watch

It wasn't long before an elderly animal came into view, head hung low and tail dragging. The other animals, the ones who had been there for a while, knew what his story was right away, for they had seen this happen far too often.

He approached slowly, obviously in great emotional pain, but with no sign of injury or illness. Unlike all of the other animals waiting at The Bridge, this animal had not been restored to youth and made healthy and vigorous again. As he walked toward The Bridge, he watched all of the other animals watching him. He knew he was out of place here and the sooner he could cross over, the happier he would be. But, alas, as he approached The Bridge, his way was barred by the appearance of an Angel who apologized, but told him that he would not be able to pass. Only those animals who were with their people could pass over Rainbow Bridge.

With no place else to turn to, the elderly animal turned towards the fields before The Bridge and saw a group of other animals like himself, also elderly and infirm. They weren't playing, but rather simply lying on the green grass, forlornly staring out at the pathway leading to The Bridge. And so, he took his place among them, watching the pathway and waiting.

One of the newest arrivals at The Bridge didn't understand what he had just witnessed and asked one of the animals that had been there for awhile to explain it to him.

"You see, that poor animal was a rescue. He was turned in to rescue just as you see him now, an older animal with his fur graying and his eyes clouding. He never made it out of rescue and passed on with only the love of his rescuer to comfort him as he left his earthly existence. Because he had no family to give his love to, he has no one to escort him across The Bridge."

The first animal thought about this for a minute and then asked, "So what will happen now?" As he was about to receive his answer, the clouds suddenly parted and the gloom lifted. Approaching The Bridge could be seen a single person and among the older animals, a whole group was suddenly bathed in a golden light and they were all young and healthy again, just as they were in the prime of life.

"Watch, and see.", said the second animal. A second group of animals from those waiting came to the pathway and bowed low as the person neared. At each bowed head, the person offered a pat on the head or a scratch behind the ears. The newly restored animals fell into line and followed him towards The Bridge. They all crossed The Bridge together.

"What happened?"

"That was a rescuer. The animals you saw bowing in respect were those who found new homes because of her work. They will cross when their new families arrive. Those you saw restored were those who never found homes. When a rescuer arrives, they are allowed to perform one, final act of rescue. They are allowed to escort those poor animals that they couldn't place on earth across The Rainbow Bridge."

"I think I like rescuers", said the first animal.

"So does God", was the reply.

Now, in Beau's name, help rescue a shelter pet!
They are a joy and a source of discovery every day!

Tuesday, May 01, 2012

So Very Sad...

A photo taken just 2 days ago...

Beau's Veterinarian just called with a diagnosis no one wants to hear.
Indicators in Beau's blood-work point towards a cancer, although without imaging studies, she can't be too specific.
I need to talk to my best friend about this, and I will let you know right away if we may want to look into it further, to confirm what type of cancer he has, or if we will be offering him the best palliative care we can provide.

I've had to help many critters to The Bridge, but it's admittedly been a while.
I know, they tell you when it's time.
And I will respect Beau's wishes, when that time comes.

My tears sting strongly, just the same.

I placed a chair so Beau cold climb down safely.  Brutus took it as a chance to Chillax wi' his Bro'.