Gisteravond werd ik gebeld door een vriendin die zojuist bij me op visite was geweest, ze zei kijk eens naar buiten Stel, ik zie een prachtige driedubbele regenboog..,

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....

Overal nam ik je mee naar toe als een verlengstuk van mij, lekker rennen in het hoge gras, je kon er maar geen genoeg van krijgen. Iedereen zag je als een kameraadje, geen gevaar of wreedheid in jouw straatje.
Als een engeltje kwam je hier even op aarde om mij en alle andere te verblijden met je lieve, en eigenwijze trekjes. Toen je me het geluk had gegeven moest je helaas dit
tragische ongeluk beleven.

One day she was happy, healthy and strong,
Then I blinked my eyes; my baby was gone. No time were we given to
expect or prepare.
Now my heart is shattered from loss and despair.
My sweet precious Basha, can you ever forgive? That we let you go, no more life could you live.
My tears have not stopped since we said our goodbyes.
I'll never forget you, sweet Angel of mine.

Basha