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Sunday 29th July 2007 ~ For Dog Lovers Everywhere

July 29th, 2007 | Category: Spiritual Animals

When I was small, I often worried about the souls of animals, fishes, birds and insects and all the other specks of life which surround us and of which we are inextricably a part. I sort of assumed that it was only “We” who had an immortal soul.
Then along came Rex, who died around 13yrs of age - I can’t remember exactly - but he led a life of freedom that would be impossible today. He wandered the Durham streets; the footpaths, alley-ways and woods around the beautiful city.

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Once I felt him reach to me in my mind. He had been missing for two days and mam and dad were getting really worried. We were all upset; Rex was a wanderer, but he came home every night, for his supper and to sit with the family. He was a simple (!) mongrel if that could be said of such a baroque mix of breeds - and very loving. This time it was different - I could feel him call and I knew he was in trouble. I headed toward the river banks, going as if drawn, toward Baths Bridge. His call was getting stronger. I hurried over the bridge and approached a caravan that sold ice-cream during hot weather. The caravan was closed up, but I remember feeling his call getting stronger and more urgent with every step I took. My heart pounded as I stood at the caravan door. Suddenly my courage was there - “Rex” I shouted. At once there was a bark, and then another, and then again and again and scratching and whining and…..

….a roar of anger from the scruffy man who owned the tin hovel. I wrenched open the door and Rex tumbled out followed by the man. I can’t remember what I said, but I know I shouted at him and then ran off with Rex along the footpath toward home.

It is an attitude of supreme arrogance to assume that only we have a soul.

Finally here is a poem sent by Yoko, which she tells me has become very popular in Japan.

AT THE RAINBOW BRIDGE
There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth.
It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of its many colors.
Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge,
there is a land of meadows, hills and valleys with lush green grass.
When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place.
There is always food and water and warm Spring weather.
Those old and frail animals are young again.
Those who have been maimed are made whole again.
They play all day with each other.
Some of them here by the Bridge are different.
These pets were beaten, starved, tortured, and unloved.
They watch wistfully as their friends leave one by one,
to cross the bridge with their special person.
For them there is no one, no special one.
Their time on earth did not give them one.
But one day, as they run and play,
they notice someone standing by the road to the bridge.
This person wistfully watches the reunions of friends,
for during life, this person had no pet.
This person was beaten, starved, tortured, and unloved.
Standing there alone, one of the unloved pets approaches,
curious as to why this one is alone.
And as the unloved pet and the unloved person get nearer to each other,
a miracle occurs,
for these are the ones who were meant to be together,
the special person and the beloved pet
who never had the chance to meet while on Earth.
Finally, now, at the edge of the Rainbow Bridge,
their souls meet, the pain and the sorrow disappears,
and two friends are together.
They cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be separated.
— Anonymous —
~
thanks Yoko.

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