On January 11, 1999 we lost our beloved Dweezil.

"Rainbow Bridge"



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 the 
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 have 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 begins to quiver. 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 hand again caresses 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 . . .


Author Unknown