Rainbow Bridge Return

---- by Joy LaCaille----

    The little dog arrived at the Rainbow Bridge, 
    and a pack of dogs rushed up to greet him.  
    He braced himself, expecting a fight, but this 
    was the first pack that wagged their tails and 
    kissed him instead of attacking him.
    It was beautiful here, and everyone was nice to 
    him.  None of them had been born in a puppy mill, 
    like he had, and used for dog-bait fighting and left
    to die in a shelter because he was a mix-breed 
    battle-scarred cur and wasn't cute.  
    They explained why they were waiting...
    for their humans who loved them.
    "What is love?" he asked, and God let him go 
    back to earth, and find out.
    Warm, and dark, he squeezed in with the others 
    and waited for the day to be born. 
    Scared, he held back as long as he could, 
    but finally got dragged out, by his hind feet.  
    Hands without fur held him gently and rubbed him dry 
    and opened his mouth and guided him to a warm nipple 
    with milk. He didn't get a good hold on it, 
    because one of his big fat brothers pushed him aside.  
    The human hand moved the other puppy to another nipple 
    and held his body, so he could drink.
    "Ahhh, that's better, " he thought, and drank 
    until his jaws got tired and he curled up to sleep 
    next to his warm hairy mother. "I remember this," he mused... 
    "Too bad I'll have to grow up to be hit, left out in the cold 
    and rain, and used for dog-bait fighting, and die 
    as an unclaimed rescue dog.  I remember what it's like, 
    being a dog." he thought sadly.
    That night, he crawled up to his mother and tried to nurse, 
    but he kept getting pushed off to the side.  
    When they were full, the big brothers and sisters got 
    their bottoms cleaned and he finally latched on to a nipple, 
    but the human hands weren't there to hold him up, 
    and there wasn't any milk in any of the nipples, anyway.  
    He was weak and so tiny.  It was even hard to stay upright, 
    and he fell over on his back and couldn't right himself.
    So he began to cry, and suddenly the human hands were there, 
    holding him up and putting a rubber thing in his mouth.  
    It didn't taste or feel like mother, but it was warm and 
    made the ache in his tummy go away.
    He was having trouble breathing ...   
    His lungs weren't fully developed, because he had waited 
    too long to join the others in the womb, as he took one last romp 
    at the Rainbow Bridge. He could feel the heartbeat of the human,
    who had laid him on her chest and covered him with a soft cloth, 
    keeping him warm, and soothing his boney body 
    with gentle circling touches.
    He kept thinking of his new friends 
    who had been so nice to him at the bridge 
    and asked God if he could go back.  
    God said "Yes, but not just yet.  
    You wanted to experience Love."
    So for several hours (seemed like days but it was dark 
    and he couldn't tell what time it was), the human supplemented 
    his feeding and let him experience the warmth of his mother's 
    body and tongue, and the pile of warm soft littermates. 
    He got weaker, and the human held him more often, leaving 
    the littermates to sleep in a pile while he got carressed, 
    kissed, and got to listen to the heartbeat 
    which was strong and loving.
    Finally God came back and asked, 
    "are you ready to come back to the Rainbow Bridge?"
    "Yes", he responded, with a little sorrow, 
    because the human didn't want to let him go, and was crying.
    He pushed the air out of his lungs and floated 
    back to the Rainbow Bridge and looked back at the human, 
    who was still crying and holding the limp body
    that he had borrowed for his trip.
    "Thank you, God," he said.  "Love is beautiful, 
    and I will wait near the Bridge and let the human know, 
    when she arrives, that I loved her, too."
    by Joy LaCaille
    ....You have my permission to share it,  but please keep 
    my name as the author.


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