Just this side of heaven there 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 and water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigour; 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 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.
The bright eyes are intent; the eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to break away from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him 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.........
21/06/07 - 29/09/17
A true gentleman of the
Not a Champion in
the show ring but my
Sweet and gentle with a
Faithful and loyal to the end. My best friend. Have fun
at the bridge my beautiful boy, until we meet again xx
25/02/2006 - 22/07/2012
Much loved family pet. He was an awesome cat and a great 'mouser'.
We lost Asha very suddenly at
home today. He had a massive
heart attack or stroke and died in
Martin's arms. At least he was at
home and not outside as we would never have known what happened to
him and would've always thought that he'd been run over He never had
a day's illness in his short life. Such a shock.
He has been buried in the back garden. Have fun in kitty heaven little
07/02/1998 - 08/08/2009
Much loved family pet and
wonderful companion throughout
her whole life.
This photo was taken on
02/08/09 where you can see she
was still enjoying her walks with
the 3 OES (Ellie is the one in the
Throughout her life Roxy came close to death on several occasions. The
first time was just after her first season when she developed a pyametra
and had to have an emergency hysterectomy. About a year later she
had problems with her liver and had specialist care at the Veterinary
Hospital in Leeds. At about 8 years old Roxy developed a condition
where she developed anal abcesses which is normally fatal. However,
our Vet specialised in GSD and had heard of some new research which
involved a lengthy course of a combination of very expensive drugs. We
decided to give it a whirl and fortunately it worked (thank god for Pet
For most of her life Roxy was an only dog and as a result we were abit
apprehensive about introducing the OES into her life. We needn't have
worried. She accepted Max and Ellie without any problems at all. In
fact, they gave her a new lease of life and she was like a puppy again,
haring around the garden and fields with them. By the time Phoebe
came along Roxy was beginning to slow down again and didn't accept
her quite as readily as the others but she was an old lady surrounded by
3 young ones.
When out on her walks Roxy's favourite thing was to pick up a stone
and carry it in her mouth for miles on end. One day, at home, we
decided to test just how gently she carried these stones. We gave her a
raw egg to carry around which she did for probably a couple of hours
and when we eventually got it back off her there wasn't even a crack in
the shell. How impressive is that.
RIP sweetheart - you are sorely missed and thought of everyday. The
pain is very raw at the moment but we will always have wonderful
memories of the joy you brought into our lives.
We will meet again one day but until then - sleep peacefully!!
This is a picture of an oil painting
taken of Beau in 1988.
Beau was a rescue dog and was
your typical old fashioned stocky
dog. He was a loving family pet.
He was very protective of the
family, particularly when out
walking him. He wasn't overly
keen on Jack Russels!!
Beau enjoyed the majority of his
adult life in and around RAF
Halton, Aylesbury, Bucks.
Below is a photo of Beau in his favourite place, on the bed!!
(Friday as a puppy in 1979 - Peterhead, Scotland)
Friday was a family pet who we had from being an 8 week old puppy. She was born on a Friday and we brought her home on a Friday, hence the name.
She was born in Salmesbury, Lancs and spent some of her life with us in Peterhead, Scotland and then later in Preston, Lancs.
When the family moved to Germany in 1983 we had to leave her behind (no pet passports in those days!!). She spent the remainder of her life on a farm.
(Friday in 1979) (Me & Friday playing on the beach in Scotland)
(Friday 1980) (Friday 1980)