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The Rainbow Bridge
Sharing your home with a dog is a blissfully rewarding experience. You share your closest memories with them, that no person will ever be able to understand. All the times you danced around in your kitchen, pretending no one was watching - well they were. They were there, slapping their tail against the ground and basking in your joy. The times you sat on the floor, sobbing over your day with their head in your lap. They were there; licking your hand in a way to let you know you weren’t alone. Through every struggle, every new move, every phase of your life; they were there.
You gladly held onto their leash, keeping them safe but also keeping them near you. Because, their nearness was your source of comfort so many times before. So, it’s hard to imagine the day that comes when you have to unhook that leash, lay it down, and let them know it’s alright to move on without you. No more pain, no more IV treatments, no more coughing until they can’t breathe. They can cross the bridge and be free. You look into their eyes then close yours trying to capture the last moments in your memory before you have to say goodbye.
As many of you know my dog has been battling congestive heart failure for a year and a half. Last week, her kidneys started to go into kidney failure. My sweet Annie has a date with Jesus next week. My only hope is that she feels the love we will pour over her in her final moments, and that when she gets across the bridge and looks back she will feel peace. I will remember her when Im dancing in the kitchen, when I’m painting and have no one laying on my feet, and when I miss her I will blow a kiss in the wind knowing she is watching over me.
The Rainbow Bridge
Sharing your home with a dog is a blissfully rewarding experience. You share your closest memories with them, that no person will ever be able to understand. All the times you danced around in your kitchen, pretending no one was watching - well they were. They were there, slapping their tail against the ground and basking in your joy. The times you sat on the floor, sobbing over your day with their head in your lap. They were there; licking your hand in a way to let you know you weren’t alone. Through every struggle, every new move, every phase of your life; they were there.
You gladly held onto their leash, keeping them safe but also keeping them near you. Because, their nearness was your source of comfort so many times before. So, it’s hard to imagine the day that comes when you have to unhook that leash, lay it down, and let them know it’s alright to move on without you. No more pain, no more IV treatments, no more coughing until they can’t breathe. They can cross the bridge and be free. You look into their eyes then close yours trying to capture the last moments in your memory before you have to say goodbye.
As many of you know my dog has been battling congestive heart failure for a year and a half. Last week, her kidneys started to go into kidney failure. My sweet Annie has a date with Jesus next week. My only hope is that she feels the love we will pour over her in her final moments, and that when she gets across the bridge and looks back she will feel peace. I will remember her when Im dancing in the kitchen, when I’m painting and have no one laying on my feet, and when I miss her I will blow a kiss in the wind knowing she is watching over me.