Remembering Connor

In the spring of 2000 my hubby and I brought a little, stubby legged, bright eyed corgi pup into our lives.  For many years he was our buddy, snuggle pup with the eyes of an old soul and the biggest heart.  He loved us unconditionally. When I was stressed after a long day at work, or sad because our path to parenthood seemed to go nowhere - he was there. 

He greeted our girls when they came home.  I remember my mother was worried that he would have trouble adjusting, but I knew he would love them.  For a long time they rejected him.  But he never gave up.  He put up with crying and tugging and in the end they were friends.

On September 18, 2012 our buddy went across the rainbow bridge.  The whole family wept at his passing.  One day we will see him again.

The Rainbow Bridge

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 and 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 their 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.

Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together... — Author Unknown