Garth has gone to a part of heaven and crossed Rainbow Bridge.  All of his pain and suffering are gone and he runs and plays in the grass with all the other loved pets who have passed on.  When you die his ears will prick and he will look back at Rainbow Bridge and see you.  He will come running towards you to greet you.  You will be with all of your beloved pets for eternity.

 

We have lost pets like everyone.  We mourn each one.  For weeks we can barely function.  It is like losing a child.  They are buried beneath our spruce trees with Alaskan daisies planted around their stone markers.  We grieve and tell ourselves we will not go through this pain again but then our hearts ache so badly that we go just to look of course but always bring home a new baby.  It seems the pup is always the last one in the litter and the not quite so nice looking that kisses our cheeks when we pick him up.  We are meant to take the ones no one else wanted because they are not perfect.