Pebbles at the Rainbow Bridge
In Memory of Pebbles


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 the 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 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 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 she begins to break away 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.......

~ Attributed to Abby Lederer. The story comes from an ancient Norse tradition.  ~

Rainbow Bridge
Copyright (c) Donald Vann
Used with permission

The Last Battle 

If it should be that I grow frail and weak 
And pain should keep me from my sleep, 
Then will you do what must be done, 
For this -- the last battle -- can't be won.
You will be sad I understand, 
But don't let grief then stay your hand, 
For on this day, more than the rest, 
Your love and friendship must stand the test. 
We have had so many happy years, 
You wouldn't want me to suffer so. 
When the time comes, please, let me go.
Take me to where to my needs they'll tend, 
Only, stay with me till the end 
And hold me firm and speak to me 
Until my eyes no longer see. 
I know in time you will agree 
It is a kindness you do to me.
Although my tail its last has waved, 
From pain and suffering I have been saved. 
Don't grieve that it must be you 
Who has to decide this thing to do; 
We've been so close -- we two -- these years, 
Don't let your heart hold any tears. 

~ Unknown 

Tribute to Pebbles
Pebbles and Sasha ~ 8 weeks oldOn October 15th, 2002, the day we had all been dreading, the day of the Last Battle dawned. Pebbles had to be put to sleep. She was 15 ½ years old, the equivalent of 78 years in dog years

Pebbles came into my life as an 8-week old puppy along with her litter-mate, Sasha. Pebbles loved to chase her tennis ball almost to the exclusion of everything else... including food. Even as a puppy she loved to chase her tennis ball. She was too small to pick it up in her mouth so instead, she would pick it up by the fuzz and carry/drag it back to us. Pebbles doing her ET impersonationNo matter where we were, Pebbles would find a tennis ball. When we took her to friends' homes she would search the entire premises and find one. She always succeeded at finding one even when the owners of the home insisted that there were no tennis balls to be found. For all but the last two days of her life, Pebbles chased her ball, albeit with a little less energy than when she was a puppy. It was her security blanket and constant companion as evidenced by the fact that a tennis ball appears in three of these four pictures.

Pebbles and me Pebbles was the sweetest dog that you could ever meet. When I was angry or upset, Pebbles would sit by my side and console me with her presence. If I was extremely upset, she would shake while she sat by my side, somehow picking up the intensity of my emotions. She was an enormous comfort to me. Pebbles' passing has left a huge void in our hearts, but we will never forget her and all the love she gave us. Pebbles waits for me, tail wagging, with a tennis ball in her mouth and with Sasha at her side, at the Rainbow Bridge.Pebbles and her tennis ball

Paw Prints on my heart



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