The following letter and poem were sent to my by my niece. I thought you might appreciate what it says.
Hello everyone – It has been a very strange week for Danny and I to say the least. We are trying everyday to cope with the idea that Mumble is no longer with us. The smallest things catch our attention. No barking when the mailman walks down the street (she had the best bark), no pitter-patter down the hall in the mornings to come say hi to us, no thumping and wag of a tail against our bed as we petted and loved on her, no “knocking” at the back door when she was ready to come in, no hanging out in the evenings with each other on the couch, no spreading our legs so she could walk back and forth between them as we said “get your mommy or get your daddy” while rubbing her butt and hips (her favorite). The toilet paper actually got to be put on the dispenser this week and not get eaten off… I could go on and on about all the absences that I now find myself taking note of and missing her even more. To us, she was our baby, a part of our family. She gave us the best year and 9 months that we could have ever asked for. We cherished and loved her every day.
Danny and I find ourselves talking about her and to her still. We reminisce on the memories we have of her and talk about what we would do if we could just see her one more time. We are trying to keep her memory alive, it hasn’t even been a week, but somehow it seems as if she is so far away. We are doing our very best to lean on each other and be there for one another right now. As hard as all of this has been, we are trying to be positive about our future and the very special blessing that is coming our way so soon… Mumble would have made such a great big sister.
Many friends and family have been in contact with us expressing their sympathies to us and we appreciate it so much. Someone sent me a very special poem about dogs and death, reading it helps me know she is happy and in a better place and not suffering anymore. I thought I would share it with you.
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 that 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. Her bright eyes are intent; Her eager body quivers. Suddenly she begins to run 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 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.
Much love,
Sarah & Danny
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