The young pup and the older dog lay on
shaded sweet grass watching the reunions.
Sometimes a man, sometimes a woman,
sometimes a whole family would approach
the Rainbow Bridge, be greeted by their
loving pets and cross the bridge
together.
The young pup playfully nipped at the older one.
"Look! Something wonderful is happening!"
The older dog stood up and barked,
"Quickly, get over to the path."
"That's not my owner," whined the pup,
but he did as he was told. Thousands of pets
surged forward as a figure in white
walked on the path toward the bridge.
After the glowing figure passed each animal,
that animal bowed it's head in love and respect.
The figure finally approached the bridge,
and was met by a menagerie of joyous animals.
Together, they walked over the bridge and disappeared.
The young pup was still in awe.
"Was that an angel?" he whispered.
"No, son," the older dog replied.
"That was more than an angel.
That was a person who worked rescue."
(Author Unknown)
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