I Will Meet You at the Rainbow Bridge
His eyes showed weariness, but they never stopped following me whenever I entered the room. At thirteen years old, he was diagnosed with prostate cancer, but we had time remaining and both of us wanted to spend every possible minute together. The year before, I lost my sheltie, Houston, so knowing time was limited with my lab, CoJack, gave me every reason to spend as much time as possible with him.
In his last year, it was no longer possible to take long walks or play fetch in the back yard. On rare occasion, he mustered enough energy to show a sign of his younger years and would give a playful bark or prance to show his good mood. We would delight in being outside together when it wasn’t hot. He would lie in the shade or snoop around and I would work in the garden. As long as we were within each other’s sight, all was well in our universe.
As time passed, my dear friend took longer naps, thumped his tail against the floor, rather than getting up when I arrived home, and became an extremely picky eater. The ability to keep his taste buds tempted became my greatest challenge, but I worked diligently and until his last two days on earth, I managed to keep him eating. My promise to him was to never let him suffer and I kept my word, but it was devastating the night I heard him cry as he lay on his bed.
The next day I made an appointment with my vet and we took that dreadful and final ride together. I knew he was ready to go, but I could never be ready to say goodbye. Life has its unforgettably painful moments, but I don't believe we should ever make anything that concerns another’s well being about ourselves, so I did not.
CoJack’s ashes now sit on my mantle, along with the ashes of Houston, and one day my horse, Chesapeake, will join them. When it is my time to go, it is my request for one of my relatives to distribute our ashes in my favorite place on earth-the point in Hatteras, N.C. My wonderful four legged loves and I shall once again fly into the ethers from which we came. Until then, I know my faithful and loving friends shall be waiting for me at the Rainbow Bridge- a place just this side of heaven where our animals that have passed are healthy and strong once again, and patiently wait for our return. Please know my beautiful boys, Mama loves and misses you daily. I hope one day I will be the half the awesome person you believed me to be.
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