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"All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s (or thing’s) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt."— Susan Sontag
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Those pictures made me cry :( I'm so sorry about Buddy cat! He lived a good, long life.
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....
I miss him dearly. Rest in peace, Buddy.
I'm too emotional to read the poem... give me a couple of weeks and I'll look back, or when I'm alone and I can just weep. Thanks for posting that, Ann!!!
He's been here my entire life, and I'm so sad to see him go. It's gonna be weird coming to your house and not seeing him :(
Thanks for posting The Rainbow Bridge, Ann. I love it. Always brings tears to my eyes.
Sweet pictures of Buddy. Didn't realize he'd been around as long as Julia until we talked about it today. (Neil still had some brown hair!) He will be missed! :(
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