At The Bridge Waiting For Us
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Last Monday I drove up to the crawford county animal shelter to adopt a little old yorkie girl
that the owner had decided to send to the shelter as apparently they didn't want this 14 year
old girl anymore. It was snowing and on the way I decided that whatever time God had
planned for this girl to have would be with me and my three. I made her a baseball bed pillow
from the softest flannel, and stuffed it with the softest stuffing I could buy. She loved that
pillow and so I took it from room to room wherever I was doing my housework, or folding
clothes, or cooking supper. She would follow me and climb back on that pilow. At night I took it
in the bedroom and she would get on it ans sleep all night long right ther next to my bed. She
had cataracts on her eyes, but she had some slight vision and could follow me slowly
wherever I went. She had bad hips, and her left knee kept goig out on her, and she would cry
and I would pop it back into place and she would roll over for me to rub her tummy like she
was telling me thank you. She loved to eat, and she loved treats, and whatever meat we had
for dinner I chopped into tiny little pieces and she just loved it. She barked when she had to
potty and I carried her through the house and put her out on the deck and she would snif and
wander around for a minute or two and then she would go, and wander back to the doorway
where I would pick her back up and take her to her favorite bed.
When my doggies got me up out of bed this morning and started asking for thier breakfast,
Baby never moved, and I thought the old sweetie must be tired. I walked by her bed, and
didn't see any movement of her chest and then I felt of her and she had died during the night
there in her favorite bed.
I took her little body out to my vet and he will have her cremated for me and when she comes
back here I will put her little container up until I can bury it as soon as the ground thaws and
the snow melts. I am so unhappy that her owner threw her away, and that I only had a week
to try to make up for her past. but she is now at the Rainbow Bridge and has no pain in her
knees and no pain in her heart for being thrown away. May God rest her little soul.
NOTE FROM THE BRIDGE
author unknown
To my dearest family,
some things I'd like to say.
But first of all, to let you know,
that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from the Bridge.
Here I dwell with God above.
Here there's no more tears of sadness.
Here is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy
just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I am with you
every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you
when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me
and He said, "I welcome you.
It's good to have you back again,
you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family,
They'll be here later on."
God gave me a list of things,
that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list,
was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night
the day's chores put to flight,
God and I are closest to you...
in the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on earth,
and all those loving years,
because you are only human,
they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry,
it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers,
unless there was some rain.
I wish that I could tell you
all that God has planned.
If I were to tell you,
you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain,
though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now,
than I ever was before.
There are rocky roads ahead of you
and many hills to climb;
But together we can do it
by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy
and I'd like it for you too;
That as you give unto the world,
the world will give to you.
If you can help somebody
who's in sorrow and pain;
Then you can say to God at night...
"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented...
that my life was worthwhile.
Knowing as I passed along
I made somebody smile.
So if you meet somebody
who is sad and feeling low;
Just lend a hand to pick him up,
as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street
with me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps
only half a step behind.
And when it's time for you to go...
from that body to be free.
Remember you're not going...
you're coming here to me.
-- author unknown
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My friend, my pet you were a
part of my family.
I took you in when no one else would have you.
Sick, abandoned, abused, hurt or hungry;
it didn't matter.
I cared for you as if you were my child.
In an blink of an eye, you were taken from me.
It happened so quickly. I hope you felt no pain.
You were sent to a place just over the
rainbow, where the sun always shines,
and there's forever four-legged friends to
play with.
My loyal friend, my dear companion, you're
mans best friend. No more painful nights.
I know forever you are just beyond the
Rainbow Bridge.
-Ashley Austell
About 2 months ago a friend sent me a picture on a cell phone of a Yorkie scared to death. Her
son was in college and came out of the gym and found a small Yorkie beside his TIRE cold and
scared. I have a Yorkie so they know who to call. I talked to him and told him keep her warm and
give her water and food ANY FOOD she looked starving. They thought she was a puppy but I
knew different. I am on oxygen but I ask my sister to drive the 2 hours to pick her up. Well I took
her to the vets the next day and said a prayer and she had no CHIP and no tag and no
heartworm so I jumped up and down and named her Chelsey AND BROUGHT HER TO MY
HOME WITH MY 3 CATS,2 BIRDS AND 2 DOGS. They all feel in love with her to my surprise.
Chelsy would still not eat so off to Mc Donalds or she would eat baby food maybe but loves
Stoffers Tv dinners. The vet said FEED HER ANYTHING. I lost my angel last week and my heart
is broken. Chelsy became ill in one day and I rushed her to the vets and she was in kidney
failure. I forgot to say she had lyme disease and I had her on antibiotics. My baby girl is now
waiting for me to come to rainbow bridge and cross over with me. I loved her as much as I loved
the rest so I cannot take a sick dog. I cried so hard and asked God WHY me.I went to her and
now you have taken her away. The vet answered that by saying that she knew LOVE for the last
days of her life and that was my purpose. God knew I would kiss her every mourning and sleep
with her and love her too much so that is her story. I do not have much money but I want to give
you a small amount of 50.00 in memory of her. I am on S.S and 50 years old but wish I could
help you more. You have a great thing going for these small angels and I will do what I can
when I can,Please tell me where to send money. Chelsey was also abused in many ways but
knew LOVE unconditionally for the end of her life. I have attached her Easter photo. I will never
forget her and I pray she will not forget me.
Kathy Carroll
Sweet Sally was in our care for just one day. She was
rescued from a shelter and taken immediately to the vet.
There we found she was about fifteen years old, had a heart
condition, lung problems, dental disease and her bladder
was completely full of stones. Her foster mom took Sally
home so she could have a really good meal and a very quiet
night out of the animal shelter . She enjoyed a good night of
sleeping and went to meet all her friends at the bridge the
next morning.
