Rainbow Bridge

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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...

“Sam” Merrimac’s Quantum Leaper, NA, OAJ, CGC June 27, 1992 – August 21, 2006 He came into my life, this sweet, gray guy, all silver and white and black, With a tender heart and big, brown eyes; for charm he never did lack. He was there when Miss Libbee became a star & stood strong when we bid her goodbye. He put up with Chrissy (who thought he was “silly”), letting her take the lead, don’t know why. He then welcomed Kaitlyn and the two hit it off, he was happy that she liked performing, ‘Cause that meant that he, laid-back as can be, could relax and just think about roaming, Then came Miss Morgan, it was almost too much – Sam tried real hard to ignore her. Yet, sweet as can be, he acquiesced so that she felt at home, despite his occasional “grrrrrrr”. He didn’t much care for Agility trials; they just required way too much “crunch” And Obedience trials, “Oh, please, not again. Let me check what they’re having for lunch.” Now herding the sheep, hey, that wasn’t bad, kinda fun just watching him move them, And going to schools, entertaining the kids, he excelled, why you’d think he was human. And on stage in “Annie”, gee, what a ham; a pooch actor he could have become, Backstage he got hugs from all of the kids and he proved he could be number one. But mostly he chilled, taking all things in stride, even facing the dreaded big “C”. And right to the end, my brave, sweet, gray friend, was always right there beside me. He’ll truly be missed, his quiet brown eyes, looking deep down in to my soul. And turning the light on each morning at six, who’s going to take over that role? So I say “good-bye” sadly, didn’t want you to go, miss seeing you guarding the fridge, Give my love to Chrissy, to Libbee & Chelsee when you get to the Rainbow Bridge. Connie Fleming

	Fiego Nickelodeon (Nicki) UD RN AX OAJ CGC April 12, 1992 – April 1, 2006 “The Good One” Though small in size she was big in heart, My sweet Nickelodeon was a dog set apart. Smart as a whip, but so loving, too, Whatever I wanted is what she tried to do In the beginning, some things were tough, Like the Christmas Parade she said “hey, that’s enough!” Like a shot she took off, but she didn’t go far; She just waited for me in the first “open” car. Obedience was fun and she tried not to fail, Even when I turned and stepped on her tail! In the sport of agility, her talent was large; She could find any obstacle from way ‘cross the yard. In our household Nick fit in as sweet as you please, Even saying “God Bless You” whenever I sneezed. She also made sure, when we drove in the rain, That I knew when the wipers were cleaning the panes. And getting the paper, even Sunday’s big mass, It was her job and she did it, right to the last. My sweet April girl, though today we must part, You’re always alive right here in my heart.

Heelalong Red Flash (Flash)

AX, AXJ, CDX, AAD, NAP, NJP, STDs, JHD, TDI

June 24, 1990 – October 26, 2004

Never was a dog more aptly named than a Border Collie called Flash,

In simple terms she knew he’d be fast and in the beginning that’s all that she’d asked.

But it didn’t take long for her to learn that speed was just one of his gifts.

So special was he, all the things he would be would require a very long list.

A “Flash” of light - As he covered the course, agility he really could do.

You had to think fast when you ran with Flash, or he’d finish the course without you.

A “Flash” of instinct - He already knew what to do with the geese and the sheep.

Herding to him was a delightful whim; turn him loose and your herd he could keep.

A “Flash” of intellect - Was he smart? Why he could’ve earned a college degree.

Reading and counting? Easy as pie! Obedience? Just watch him and see.

A “Flash” of humor - big fellow knew how to bring out the smiles and the laughter;

A showman he was, ham it up, play the crowd, make ‘em laugh, that’s what he was after.

Upon the stage or a TV set, his charm and his talent shone through,

From “That’s My Dog” to Annie’s pooch, he was there never missing his cue.

A “Flash” of intuition - as a therapy dog, helped him know just what he must do

Ever gentle, he warmed the heavy hearts of sick children and grown people, too.

A “Flash” of brilliance- he could do it all, just ask him and he would try.

And with every success, as he did his best, you’d sit back and just wonder why…

How such a heart, beating strong and so true, came to be in this most gentle soul,

Wisdom and strength, devotion and love, a tender spirit with a heart of gold.

His legacy will shine year after year, this sweet, gentle red and white dog

With golden brown eyes so full of love, he now sits at the feet of God.

“Well done, big guy”, the good Lord says, “you’ve finished your earthly task,

And now I have one more job for you, if you will permit me to ask.

The human you left down there on Earth, well, I think she needs you still.

So watch and guard her, my angel dog – one last task for you to fulfill.

In the still and the quiet of the night, rest your head upon her knee…

And she will know you are with her still, from now through eternity.

To Chrissy

Lioness Lady Chrissy Lee

OA, OAJ, PDI, PDJII, NGC-V, GV-N

(January 16, 1991 - July 15, 2001)

When first we met, there was no doubt – it was love at very first sight!

Though you were scared and terribly shy, I knew it would be all right.

We worked together, you and I, and soon became a team.

You offered me your heart and love and so began our dream.

We traveled all around the south… you learned so many things.

We ran together, trained some, too, and entered lots of rings.

Sometimes we won, sometimes we lost, but always we had fun.

At home you were my constant pal, the center of my sun.

Now, all too soon, our dream is thru, my golden girl, you’ve gone.

But memories of our special time will linger on and on.

Your frightened heart, that learned to love, to trust & care so strong,

Will be what I remember most, for as long as I’m around.

Sweet Chrissy, I will always love you in a very special way.

Wait for me at the bridge….

Your partner, Connie

Sadler’s L’il Miss Libertee CD

aka Miss Libbee Lee

(July 3, 1982 – September 19, 1996)

I lost a special friend today;

It’s hard to say “Goodbye”

For 14 years Miss Libbee was

The apple of my eye.

She’s gone to be with Chelsee now,

At Rainbow Bridge they’ll play,

Until I go to join them

On that final, happy day.

I have no doubt that Heaven

Will admit our Furry guys,

For how could it he “heavenly”

Without them at our sides?

And although we are parted now,

In time we’ll meet again.

Until we do, how I’ll miss you,

My sweet and faithful friend.

Connie Fleming

PDFA (

(850) 932-8664

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.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

Author unknown...

“Sam”

Merrimac’s Quantum Leaper, NA, OAJ, CGC

June 27, 1992 – August 21, 2006

He came into my life, this sweet, gray guy, all silver and white and black,

With a tender heart and big, brown eyes; for charm he never did lack.

He was there when Miss Libbee became a star & stood strong when we bid her goodbye.

He put up with Chrissy (who thought he was “silly”), letting her take the lead, don’t know why.

He then welcomed Kaitlyn and the two hit it off, he was happy that she liked performing,

‘Cause that meant that he, laid-back as can be, could relax and just think about roaming,

Then came Miss Morgan, it was almost too much – Sam tried real hard to ignore her.

Yet, sweet as can be, he acquiesced so that she felt at home, despite his occasional “grrrrrrr”.

He didn’t much care for Agility trials; they just required way too much “crunch”

And Obedience trials, “Oh, please, not again. Let me check what they’re having for lunch.”

Now herding the sheep, hey, that wasn’t bad, kinda fun just watching him move them,

And going to schools, entertaining the kids, he excelled, why you’d think he was human.

And on stage in “Annie”, gee, what a ham; a pooch actor he could have become,

Backstage he got hugs from all of the kids and he proved he could be number one.

But mostly he chilled, taking all things in stride, even facing the dreaded big “C”.

And right to the end, my brave, sweet, gray friend, was always right there beside me.

He’ll truly be missed, his quiet brown eyes, looking deep down in to my soul.

And turning the light on each morning at six, who’s going to take over that role?

So I say “good-bye” sadly, didn’t want you to go, miss seeing you guarding the fridge,

Give my love to Chrissy, to Libbee & Chelsee when you get to the Rainbow Bridge.

Connie Fleming

Fiego Nickelodeon (Nicki)

UD RN AX OAJ CGC

April 12, 1992 – April 1, 2006

“The Good One”

Though small in size she was big in heart,

My sweet Nickelodeon was a dog set apart.

Smart as a whip, but so loving, too,

Whatever I wanted is what she tried to do

In the beginning, some things were tough,

Like the Christmas Parade she said “hey, that’s enough!”

Like a shot she took off, but she didn’t go far;

She just waited for me in the first “open” car.

Obedience was fun and she tried not to fail,

Even when I turned and stepped on her tail!

In the sport of agility, her talent was large;

She could find any obstacle from way ‘cross the yard.

In our household Nick fit in as sweet as you please,

Even saying “God Bless You” whenever I sneezed.

She also made sure, when we drove in the rain,

That I knew when the wipers were cleaning the panes.

And getting the paper, even Sunday’s big mass,

It was her job and she did it, right to the last.

My sweet April girl, though today we must part,

You’re always alive right here in my heart.

Heelalong Red Flash (Flash)