Rainbow Bridge

Just inside of the Summerland there is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal who has been especially close to someone dies, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for 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, someone 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. Her bright eyes are intent; her eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly she runs from the group, flying over the green grass, her legs carrying her 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 in the trusting eyes of your pet, long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together.—Author Unknown

Osa Lovers,
we have for a while—lost one who is dear to us. Please feel our loss. But this loss is only for a time and we ask you to not grieve for too long…There is a reason for being here and a reason for going.

The Summerland, and the places beyond, are warm, pleasing, lush and beautiful. Where all ills are gone, and youth is anew. Happiness and health abound! So let us all be truly happy. For the one we love knows true joy at last.

Dying is only a mode of forgetting. A way of rest, a way of returning to The Eternal Source. To be renewed and made strong. To rest and finally return. Arrayed in some new flesh disguise another Mother gives birth. With sturdier limbs and brighter brain. The old soul takes the road again.

While Osa has crossed the Rainbow Bridge, please don’t let her death be in vain. Open your mouths and pass this web site address on to those who love their pets.

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