A TRIBUTE TO MAX
January 1, 1994
-------------------- January 6, 2004

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 WATER AND WARM SPRING WEATHER. THE OLD AND FRAIL ANIMALS ARE
YOUNG AGAIN. THOSE WHO ARE MAIMED ARE MADE WHOLE
AGAIN. THEY PLAY ALL DAY WITH EACH OTHER. THERE
IS ONLY ONE THING MISSING. THEY ARE NOT WITH THE
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 TWITCHES! THE EARS
ARE UP! THE EYES ARE STARING! AND THIS ONE
SUDDENLY RUNS FROM THE GROUP!
YOU
HAVE BEEN SEEN, AND WHEN YOU AND YOUR SPECIAL FRIEND MEET, YOU TAKE HIM OR HER
IN YOUR ARMS AND EMBRACE. YOUR FACE IS KISSED AGAIN AND AGAIN AND
AGAIN, AND YOU LOOK ONCE MORE INTO THE EYES OF YOUR TRUSTING PET.

