"Squire"
September The Executive
Aug 7,1990 - Sept 19,1999
Photo by Dr
Mary Mahaffey
Squire, pictured below at 12 weeks,
16 weeks, 25 weeks, 9 months, 22 months, and 6 years.
Do
Pets go to Heaven?
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Squire was the light of each day for me. I never realized until he was gone how much of my thoughts and actions he occupied. He was in my first thoughts in the morning and the last ones at night. Even during the night if I awoke to go to the bathroom, he followed to keep me company. I kept him in show groom because he was too beautiful to allow him to look scruffy. He adored us just as we did him. He went almost everywhere with us and grew to love camping during the year of touring in our fifth wheel. He would ride in the boat, [we live on the lake], although he preferred not to. He would fuss profusely if we left him on shore. He did not like showing at all so I retired him at age 2 from the ring rather than cause him displeasure. It is so hard missing him. A morsel of food left on a plate that he would have loved, the places he liked to lay, the thought of his head in my lap asking for attention, a tuft of his hair caught on a bush --- so many things constantly bring him to my mind. His little heart was bigger than his whole body. I look at his beautiful pictures and think of him with love. Good bye my sweet boy! We will meet you at the Rainbow Bridge.
The Rainbow Connection
Words and Lyrics by Paul
Williams and Kenny Ascher
Why are there so many songs
about rainbows
And what's on the other side?
Rainbows are visions, but only illusions
And rainbows have nothing to hide
So we've been told, and some
choose to believe it
I know they're wrong; wait and see
Someday we'll find it, the Rainbow Connection
The lovers, the dreamers, and me
Who said that ev'ry wish
would be heard and answered
When wished on the morning star?
Somebody thought of that,
and someone believed it
Look what it's done so far.
What's so amazing that keeps
us star gazing
And what do we think we might see?
Someday we'll find it, the Rainbow Connection
The lovers, the dreamers, and me
All of us under its spell;
We know that it's probably magic
Have you been half asleep
and heard voices?
I've heard them calling my name
Is this the sweet sound
that calls the young sailors
I know it's one and the same
I've heard it too many times
to ignore it
It's something that I'm s'posed to be The lovers, the dreamers, and me.
La da da de da da do
La la da da da de da do
Rainbow Connection (Reprise)
Paul Williams, Kenny Ascher
Why are there so many songs
about rainbows?
Rainbows are memories
Sweet dream reminders
What is it you'd like to do?
All of us watching, and wishing we'd find it
I've noticed you're watching, too
Someday you'll find it The
rainbow connection
Life's like a movie
Write your own ending
Keep believing
Keep pretending
We've done just what we set out to do.
Thanks to the lovers, the dreamers, and you
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, someone
who was 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 begins to quiver. Suddenly, he breaks from the group, flying over the
green grass, 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 those trusting eyes, so long gone from
your life, but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together...
*Author Unknown*
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