JENI WENT OVER THE RAINBOW BRIDGE AT 5:48 A.M. SEPTEMBER 13,2008 DOING
WHAT SHE LOVED TO DO BEST..... PLAYING. JENI FELL AND HER HEAD STRUCK
THE COFFEE TABLE AND DIED IN MY ARMS......
12 DAYS OLD
4 WEEKS OLD
7 WEEKS OLD
7 WEEKS OLD
JENI 4.5 MONTHS OLD TAKEN ONE WEEK BEFORE SHE DIED.
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 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 Jeni begins to run from the group, flying over the
green grass, her legs carrying her faster and faster.
I have been spotted, and when I and Jeni my special friend finally meet, we cling together in joyous reunion,
never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon my face; my hands again caress her beloved head, and I
look once more into the trusting little eyes of my Jenni, so long gone from my life, but never absent from my
heart.
Then we cross Rainbow Bridge together....
My heart is broken...... my dreams are shattered. I watched her come into the world...., and I watched
her leave this world in my arms, my hopes... and aspirations.... were dying with her. I felt helpless and
could do nothing, but watch in pain and comfort her while she took her last few breaths. She was my
last hope of carrying on my Maggie's bloodlines through the female line. I have Maggie's son, Jeni's
full brother. I find comfort in holding him in my arms and being smothered in his warm wet kisses.
May time heal my wounds as they are deep.
Jeni was an independent soul, always on the go as if she knew her time here on earth was short and
she wanted to see all she could before she left. She didn't want to sleep much afraid she would miss
something. She didn't want to be held because she thought she might not see something. But when
she did finally let you hold her, she would smother you with her wonderful little kisses that were so
gentle it felt like a butterfly who just barely touched your cheek, but you knew you had been kissed
as there would be a wet spot left behind. I knew she was special from the moment she was born. I just
did not realize how much until she was gone. She has taught me a lesson in life to never take it for
granted, live every day to it's fullest as it may be your last. Jeni lived her life that way never slowing
down for a moment.
Jeni
April 30, 2008 to September 13,2008