Another nice morning in Maine...44 degrees.
We are all feeling a little sad here this morning. Our good friend and faithful companion, Jessie, went to the Rainbow Bridge yesterday. Jessie was a retired racing greyhound and was 12 years old. Jessie (her racing name was How Kwik Jessie) raced for a year and came to live with us when was 3. She was on a "kill list," ie, we rescued her off the track. She was a wonderful pet and will be missed.
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.
Leslie