Mark, 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. But,there is one thing missing. They are not with their special person who loved them on Earth. So, each day they run and play until the day comes when one suddenly stops playing and looks up. The nose twiched, the ears are up, the eyes are staring, and this one suddenly runs from the group. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to part again. Your face is kissed again and again and again, your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet, long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never to be separated.

Mark, I am a Truck driver and we all listen to you every night. I also had to put down my beloved Germen Sheppard Jake. I miss him very much. Once your book arrived I stayed up all night and never put it down (only to wipe away tears) until I read the whole book. I am now looking again, for that special dog. I know he’s out there and will show up soon. Good luck, thanks for the great story. Merry Christmas to you and your family.

Randy from WI