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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 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 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. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run 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.... Author unknown... | |
August 18, 2000 - January 28, 2008 ----------------- Diablo joined our family almost eight years ago. We rescued him and his sister from Orange County Animal Control. They were our first rescues as a couple. He quickly became alpha as a kitten and soon lost that position to Siryn, our third rescue, while she was still a kitten, when he lost his kitten fangs and never grew his adult fangs. He may not have been alpha but Diablo never lost the position of Patriarch of this personal rescue group. He was “mother” to every kitten that came through this house. He was an incredible “mommy” to every sick cat or new kitten until the sick cat was healthy or the kitten had grown. Even though he was not alpha he never lost a fight. None of the other cats would dare challenge the cat that raised them and/or nursed them back to health. He was the first Chief of the Clan MacCatnip for his entire life and will be dearly missed. The rest of the MacCatnip clan held a proper Scottish wake by eating a feast to their dearly departed Chief. The new Chief of the Clan MacCatnip is now Coyote who gave a heartfelt Howl to his dearly departed “Mother.” We Love you Diablo. Play with Isis and have fun until we meet you again someday, Mom and Dad (Trisha and Steve)
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