Mindeside

 

Mindeside for min elskede hund, en papillon ved navn Nosy

 

22. november 2000 - 8. november 2012 kl. 14.15

Et tab så stort, en smerte så ubeskrivelig, en sorg som altid vil være der

Altid elsket, Altid savnet, Aldrig glemt

Tak for alt min elskede Nosy

Hvil i fred

    

  

 

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....

Tribute to a Best Friend


Sunlight streams through window pane onto a spot on the floor.....

Then I remember,

it's where you used to lie, but now you are no more.


Our feet walk down a hall of carpet and muted echoes sound.....

Then I remember,

it's where your paws would joyously abound.

A voice is heard along the road, and up beyond the hill,

Then I remember,

It can't be yours..... Your golden voice is still.


But I'll take that vacant spot of floor and empty muted hall,

And lay them with the absent voice and unused dish along the wall.


I'll wrap these treasured memories in a blanket of my love,

And keep them for my best friend until we meet above.


Author Unknown