[Loch-Ruadh] Sad news and the Rainbow Bridge

[Donna Wallis]

I'm so sorry. I remember how happy George was to go camping.

*¨¨*:.(¯`'.¸ Dana ¸.'´¯) .:*¨¨* 

Women are Angels.... and when someone breaks our wings, 
we simply continue to fly ....on a broomstick! 




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From: PBW <PBW_RN at charter.net>
To: "Shire of Loch Ruadh, Kingdom of Ansteorra, SCA, Inc." 
<loch-ruadh at lists.ansteorra.org>
Sent: Sat, July 10, 2010 11:03:20 PM
Subject: [Loch-Ruadh] Sad news and the Rainbow Bridge

It is with a heavy heart that I write this note. For those that remember our 
dog, Tourney Dog George, he is no longer of this earthly realm. At 2245 this 
evening George crossed the Rainbow Bridge and is now waiting for his earthly 
family to join him while he romps and plays where he is no longer troubled by 
infirmities of age. 


Lord Conal Mac an Ghabhann
Lady Magdaleia Mac an Ghabhann (AKA "Pookie")

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. 

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