That Rainbow Bridge pet lovers always talk about? It’s there. I’d occasionally been told by those who’d crossed over that the person waiting for them on the other side was not a person at all but a dog, a horse, once even a pet tarantula.
I’ve been there. Near-death experience. Didn’t really want to come back, but was told it wasn’t my time yet. Feel a little bit guilty that I would’ve stayed and left my husband and kids here.
