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 vigour. 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; you hands 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 the Rainbow Bridge together...
The following pets are waiting at Rainbow Bridge
Majeite Dream Girl
7 May 2004 to 27 June 2009
Maggie may have been small but she was larger than life. The toughest little girl I have ever met. Loyal, loving and independent she knew what she wanted out of life!
She was determined to make the most of every day. Going everywhere with me, chasing birds, fetching a ball and swimming were her favourite passtimes
Maggie wasn't perfect... She was a 'reject' puppy due to damage her litter brother caused to the tear duct of her right eye. A blessing for me because it meant I was the lucky one to take her home. Maggie suffered many injuries in her short life; a bout of mange from chasing foxes, an ulcer on the top of her head caused by a cat bite which affected her muscles and made her left eyelid slightly droopy, and a massive 'scalping' of her right side caused by cutting a corner and hitting a gate hinge. Nothing slowed her down. After the gate hinge incident she didn't stop working until she had those cows back in the paddock. Only then would she allow me to take her to the vets. Maggie also didn't know when to stop; running until she dropped, literally at times scaring the life out of me.
I always said it would have to be something tough to take my beautiful girl, and unfortunately I was right. From the time I found the first lump on the side of her throat it took only a month for the cancer to take over her whole body. Lymphoma. The most agressive my local vet had ever seen. Inoperable as it was wrapped around a main artery. I didn't want Maggs to suffer so when she could no longer keep down food or water I knew it was time. Whilst she was not ready to go I couldn't face the deteriotation so I made the most heartbreaking decision of my life.
Taken from me in the prime of her life - I will never forget her and not a day goes by that I don't miss her.
Love you Maggie Moo and I'll see you at the Bridge xx
1997 - 2001
Growing up on farms I was always surrounded by 'working dogs' but Tyson was the first dog that was truly mine. I picked becuase him because he was the puppy who pee'd on the floor and I named him after the 'breeder's' son.
He was naughty but he was my best friend during the difficult times of high school.
Taken from me way too soon by another dog, Tyson will always have a special place in my heart.
Love you Tys and I'll see you at the Bridge xx
Chanceux Manor Boy
26 June 2007 to 2 October 2011
The loyal companion to a close friend of mine, and the sire to Maggie's only litter of puppies I felt it fitting to give Bud a space on this page. I had the pleasure of Buddy living with me for a number of months and he was a joy.
Taken by another dog in the prime of his life my thoughts are with Shane, Zarsha and the girls.
Buddy was a chilled out, faithful and loving family pet and his presence will be greatly missed.
2002 - 2004
Discovered as a tiny kitten scavenging for food in the old dairy, I was given until the end of my uni holidays to tame him or he would be destroyed. Feral cats were always frowned upon on the farm. Patience, food and a little bit of TLC and I had a new friend. Custard went from a lonely, abandoned kitten to an 8kg foot warmer on the end of my bed. The only cat I have been able to obedience train he was an amazing companion. He never lost his inner 'wild' with the neighbours telling me they once saw him fending off a fox in the front paddock. A run in with a blackberry bush saw him need surgery for a detached cornea, but he took the treatment in his stride and was the perfect patient.
Lost in suspicious circumstances at a terribly young age I will always miss my beautiful boy.
Love you Custard and I'll see you at the Bridge xx
March 1996 - December 2011
Tonk came to retire with me and enjoy his last days being pampered and spoilt. I lived with me for approximately 18 months before I had to make the gut wrenching decision to let him go.
He was a beautiful, loving, gentle soul who touched everyone who met him. A sweet, proud man he will always be missed.
Pictured here with his great-grandchildren, enjoying some sun on his last day before going to the Bridge.