Monday, April 18, 2011

The Final Adventure

July 25, 2004 - April 13, 2011

Freckles: Deb, will you tell me the story?

Deb: Of course, I will, my lovely little Freckles. Climb up into my lap. Are you sure you want to hear it?

Freckles: Yes. I think it’s time. This is nice - just the two of us and the story.

Deb: You’re right. It is nice. Where should I start?

Freckles: Tell about the bridge first.

Deb: Well, there’s this beautiful bridge that holds up a rainbow. The story about the bridge is based on a Norse Legend. Here’s how it goes:

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to the 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. Her bright eyes are intent. Her eager body quivers. Suddenly she begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, her legs carrying her 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....

Author unknown...

Freckles: I think that’s a very good story.

Deb:  It is a good story, isn't it?

Freckles:  Now tell a story about me.

Deb: I love to tell stories about you. There once was a wonderfully brave bunny.

Freckles: You think I’m brave?

Deb: Yes, I do. This brave little bunny explored new worlds, stared down a tornado, confronted a bear, and fought off robbers. She was a strong bunny who always saved the day.

Freckles: Wow! I am brave!

Deb:  The bravest.

Freckles:  Uh, Deb, sorry about the carpet.

Deb: That’s okay, Freckles. Bunnies gotta chew. What are a few little holes in the carpet between friends?

Freckles: I think it’s time now. I’m so tired. Is it okay to go to sleep?

Deb: Yes, my dear Freckles. Lay down and sleep. I will stay here with you.

Freckles: I love you, Deb, and I’ll be waiting for you.

Deb: I love you too. Rest, sweet Freckles. It’s been an amazing adventure.

Dear Friends,
I am sorry to tell you that my beautiful Freckles passed away at 11:00 a.m on Wednesday, April 13. Her brave little heart needed a rest. It has taken me almost a week to be able to share our last adventure. The Year of Freckles didn’t exactly turn out as we had planned. But I know she’s waiting for me at the Rainbow Bridge with all of her bunny buddies who have gone before.

We want to thank our wonderful friends who have followed our adventures here. We have enjoyed sharing our adventures with you and hope you got a chuckle, widened your eyes in surprise, or at least enjoyed a story or two. Until we meet again…

A special note from Nice Guy
"Binky Free, Freckles."
Freckles, you will be missed. We will miss your hopping around our feet when we opened a plastic sack or plastic bag in your earshot. We will miss your poking your head around the corner into the kitchen when we opened a drawer. We will miss your nudging your head into our hands to get a head rub when we tied our shoes. We will miss telling you all our problems, and your making them go away by eating.

Freckles, you helped me through a very rough patch in my life, and for that you will never be forgotten. I love you!!

Brinky free with your rabbit friends at the Rainbow Bridge.
Nice Guy

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Happy Year of Freckles!

Happy Year of Freckles!
Yippee, it's time to celebrate me all year long!

Deb:  Well, actually, Freckles, it isn't the year of Freckles, it is the Year of the Rabbit.

Freckles:  But I'm the only rabbit around here, so that means it is the year of me.

Deb:  We are supposed to celebrate all rabbits all year long during the Year of the Rabbit. We have a lot of blog buddies out there who are rabbits. We have to celebrate them.

Freckles:  Oh, that's right. Okay, we can celebrate all of the rabbits during my special year. I don't mind.

Happy Year of the Rabbit Everybun!