Memories of Jaffa

Jaffa (1990-2011)

She had a grand old innings, but sadly my cat was put to sleep yesterday. At the end she had gone nearly totally deaf and blind (she was always dumb - in the silly sense), but was treated to a slap up last meal of mackerel pâté and roast beef from my sister. I wish I could have been at home to say goodbye, but I'll see her again someday.

The Rainbow Bridge (original author unknown)

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 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 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 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 they begin to break away from the group, flying over the green grass, their 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 the Rainbow Bridge together.