I have been struggling with this entry for a few days now. And I am not sure where to even begin. There is so much I want to say but as I sit here and try to put words down I feel lost, and unorganized. My thoughts jump from her wet nose kisses, to her favourite place to lay on the cold bathroom tiles.
I think of how she grew so quickly into this oversize teddy bear most people know her as. She was so full of life. Anyone who was lucky enough to have met her, or spend time with her, could tell she was a protector filled with love for her family. She constantly supervised. She refused to let any of us out of her sight. And as a family pet she put up with a lot of torture from the kids. They loved playing with her, and she was always so gentle to a baby grabbing her fur, or a little girl who wanted to cuddle her dog.
Dave remembers driving her home for the first time. She was so scared, shaking and sitting in his lap. She was crying and trying to snuggle closer to him for comfort. She was Kennedy’s puppy (or so Kennedy always told us). She came home with Dave on Kennedy’s second birthday, the exact day, and she instantly stole our hearts.
As a puppy she pushed our buttons and ate our precious belongings. Don’t forget accidents on the floor or in her kennel. But just like a child she was instantly forgiven and taught how to do things properly; follow the rules of the house. Peeing outside only, and not getting up on the furniture. Chewing toys, not baseboards. And before long she was a model pup.
Even in the last few months her behavior had improved dramatically. She stopped rushing to the door when someone was getting home, instead she would sit across the room on her bed and wait to be called for. She was constantly learning and each day we watched her grow into an even better pup then the day before.
And then on September 11, 2015, tragedy struck the Dream Home. Our Maddie dog had died. The Dream Home has had a dark cloud above it since that dark and rainy night. And these walls that we have been working so hard to make feel like home now contain a family filled with tears and broken hearts.
After we shared the news a friend of mine reached out to me and sent me “Rainbow Bridge”. At a time when nothing seems to bring any comfort, this did. And I can think of no better time, or place then to share it here with all of you.
“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….”
Until we meet again my sweet girl, at Rainbow Bridge. Rest easy knowing you were loved, and will continue to be, until the day we are reunited. xo