Marty passed away September 10, 2013 - Marty loved all his critters on the farm, when I could not find him I did not have to look very far - I knew he was in one of the pens playing with something - He loved this farm.
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
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
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
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
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....
On earth one gentle soul the less,
In Heaven, one angel more.
Spike (AKA) Stud Muffin