Last week we waved our beautiful 21 year old Molly off over the Rainbow Bridge. Of course it was the saddest of days, but I couldn’t help but think of the long wonderful life that Molly lived. Our vet was always amazed at Molly’s strong heartbeat, even at the end. I put this down to all the running that she did with me, up until about 8 years ago. I’m sure it was the running  that kept her healthy. In the end it was the arthritis and a few other issues that led us to make the decision, on the vet’s advice, that the end had arrived.

Molly came into my life in 2006, shortly after my marriage broke up, and I made the move to Bendigo. Before moving, we had three dogs, but I was only able to take one with me. Matilda, my toy poodle was especially close to me, so she was the lucky one who joined me in Bendigo.

It wasn’t long, before I started to worry that Matilda seemed sad, and was missing her brother and sister. We went on long walks everyday and spent every moment together, but she didn’t seem to be able to snap out of her melancholy.

At the same time, my niece Sophie’s life had changed, and she was looking for a new forever home, for her three year old Molly. Molly was much loved  by all of us, so  I didn’t have to think twice. It took me no time at all to bring Molly into my home, and she and Matilda became best friends. Matilda sadly passed away in 2015, at 15 years old, which is also a great age. Amazingly, Molly’s life continued on for another 7 years.

I always said Molly was a tomboy. She was a Maltese Shi Tzu, but not one of those perfect little fluffy dogs, that you see out and about. Molly was a little ruffian. We kept her perfectly groomed, but somehow, she always looked like she needed a bath and another grooming session. The groomer would  tie a beautiful ribbon in her hair. She would have that ribbon off, before I barely had the car started. She was always getting into the dirt or a pile of leaves or something that would leave her looking grubby. Molly wasn’t into spending her days lap sitting. She loved investigating her surrounds and looking for mischief.

In recent years Molly spent her time resting in bed and eating. She had a huge appetite right until the end. As I watched Molly just laying in bed, I often wondered if she was thinking of all the adventures she used to get up to, when she was younger.

As we are planning to move soon, we decided to have Molly cremated. It’s important for us  to take her with us when we leave. I couldn’t bare to leave her behind.

We love you Molly R.I.P

 

The Rainbow Bridge

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….

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