Ever as a child have your parents tell you that your favorite pup, gerbil, cat or goldfish was happy in Heaven with God and is in Animal Heaven?.... Well as a child I rather liked the idea and since I am a God believer, I like the idea as an adult. I mean, how can these animals, that you care for and love and have great personalities, be forgotten in the afterlife? So if this is true (to my belief) for pets, then it should be true for all animals. When I was a kid, if I saw an animal on the side of the road I would whisper "God bless you" and it made me feel like someone remembered. I still do it as an adult. Some think it weird...but I don't care.
So point is...
Michael and I bought a house last year and loved the fact that it backed up to a goat and sheep farm. The sheep are prudish and never come to say hi...but the goats were a different story. They were awesome! We had 3 in particular that we liked. So my son and I named them. There was Gruff, Bear and Rosie. Our favorite, Rosie, when she heard her name being called, she would come from 3 fields over and say hello and we would always have fruit from our trees waiting for them. Well we learned that the goats were being raised for food and I told the farmer that I would pay for Rosie to buy her should her # be called. He laughed and agreed, but promised that Rosie was a breeding goat and he would never get rid of her. Well one day all the goats disappeared. For 4 months they have been gone. I have been deeply saddened. Well I ran into the farmer's wife and she said a disease hit the barn and one of the goats got really sick. Even though the others were unaffected, all the goats had to go to the butcher. My heart broke. I couldn't imagine someone eating my little Rosie and her friends. They had no idea what a great goat she was!
Well I tried to make peace with it, and I came up with this. If we hadn't of moved there, Rosie wouldn't of been Rosie, she would have been a goat. No one would have singled her out and given her fresh fruit every day. She wouldn't have gotten ear and under chin rubs. She would have been another goat on another farm. So at least she got to know love before she knew death.
Good Night Rosie...we know you are in heaven, but we will miss you!
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You are probably familiar with this poem but just in case:
The Rainbow Bridge
By the edge of a woods, at the foot of a hill,
Is a lush, green meadow where time stands still.
Where the friends of man and woman do run,
When their time on earth is over and done.
For here, between this world and the next,
Is a place where each beloved creature finds rest.
On this golden land, they wait and they play,
Till the rainbow Bridge they cross over one day.
No more do they suffer, in pain or in sadness,
For here they are whole, their lives filled with gladness.
Their limbs are restored, their health renewed,
Their bodies have healed, with strength imbued.
They romp through the grass, without even a care,
Until one day they stop and sniff at the air.
All ears prick forward, eyes dart front and back,
Then all of a sudden, one breaks from the pack.
For just at that instant, their eyes have met;
Together again, both person and pet.
So they run to each other, these friends from long past,
The time of their parting is over at last.
The sadness they felt while they were apart,
Has turned into joy once more in each heart.
They embrace with a love that will last forever,
And then, side-by-side, they cross over...together.
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I feel like I'm almost committing a sin by replying to this post. It's a warm heartfelt story with a very sad event, but more importantly, a celebration of a furry four legged friend. It really needed no replies.
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