Día de Muertos – Day of the Dead/ All Saints’ Day

I wanted to make a small departure from the normal interviews and take a moment to remember all those who have crossed the rainbow bridge.

Since today is Day of the Dead/ All Saint’s Day  I wanted to remember those wonderful pets that came into our lives and have since departed.

So many furry, finned, feathered and scaled  friends have made their journey to the Rainbow Bridge this year and I wanted to honor them by dedicated a post to them and saying a few words of remembrance.


I made a group at gratefulness.com to help remember those who have passed, those who are sick and need extra love & thoughts.



Here’s what I wrote on my candle –

For all those who never found love, warmth & comfort, may you find peace at the rainbow bridge.

Feel free to share your thoughts here or on your candle.


Fly free little ones, may you find peace at the rainbow bridge.

The Rainbow Bridge Poem


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.

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 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..

The rescuer at Rainbow Bridge

Rainbow Bridge Greeting Committee

Rainbow Bridge Greeting Committee



Unlike most days at the Rainbow Bridge, this day dawned cold and gray. All the recent arrivals at the Bridge did not know what to think, as they had never seen such a day. But the animals who had been waiting longer for their beloved people to accompany them across the Bridge knew what was happening, and they began to gather at the pathway leading to the Bridge.


Soon an elderly dog came into view, head hung low and tail dragging. He approached

slowly, and though he showed no sign of injury or illness, he was in great emotional pain. Unlike the animals gathered along the pathway, he had not been restored to youth and vigor upon arriving at the Bridge. He felt out of place, and wanted only to cross over and find happiness.


But as he approached the Bridge, his way was barred by an angel, who apologized and explained that the tired and broken-spirited old dog could not cross over. Only those animals accompanied by their people were allowed to cross the Bridge. Having nobody, and with nowhere else to turn, the dog trudged into the field in front of the Bridge. There he found others like himself, elderly or infirm, sad and discouraged. Unlike the other animals waiting to cross the Bridge, these animals were not running or playing. They simply were lying in the grass, staring forlornly at the pathway across the Rainbow Bridge. The old dog took his place among them, watching the pathway and waiting, yet not knowing for what he was waiting.


One of the newer dogs at the Bridge asked a cat who had been there longer to explain what was happening. The cat replied, “Those poor animals were abandoned, turned away, or left at rescue places, but never found a home on earth. They all passed on with only the love of a rescuer to comfort them. Because they had no people to love them, they have nobody to escort them across the Rainbow Bridge.” The dog asked the cat, “So what will happen to those animals?” Before the cat could answer, the clouds began to part and the cold turned to bright sunshine. The cat replied, “Watch, and you will see.”


In the distance was a single person, and as he approached the Bridge the old, infirm, and sad animals in the field were bathed in a golden light. They were at once made young and healthy, and stood to see what their fate would be. The animals who had previously gathered at the pathway bowed their heads as the person approached. At each bowed head, the person offered a scratch or hug.


One by one, the now youthful and healthy animals from the field fell into line behind the person. Together, they walked across the Rainbow Bridge to a future of happiness and unquestioned love. The dog asked the cat, “What just happened?” The cat responded, “That was a rescuer. The animals gathered along the pathway bowing in respect were those who had found their forever homes because of rescuers. They will cross over when their people arrive at the Bridge. The arrival here of a rescuer is a great and solemn event, and as a tribute they are permitted to perform one final act of rescue. They are allowed to escort all those poor animals they couldn’t place on earth across the Rainbow Bridge.”


The dog thought for a moment, then said, “I like rescuers.” The cat smiled and replied, “So does heaven, my friend. So does heaven.”

Author’s Note: Images and poems were borrowed, if you are the owner please let me know and I will give full credit. My sincerest apologizes for making anyone cry. Regular interviews will resume on Monday.

Thank you all for your love & support of the stray cat known affectionately as little  Max.

Max in my lap on 10/29
Max in my lap on 10/29


For those that don’t know he came up to the front porch about a month ago and I started feeding him, he is a sweetheart. Wanting nothing more than pets and kind words. He was neutered on Tuesday the 29th and tested him for FIV and FeLV. Unfortunately he is FIV+, with my girl kitty Miss Bitty having an auto immune disease I couldn’t have him inside and there was no way I was going to release him to the streets again. Thankfully a lady who takes in FIV+ cats stepped up and got him today. It’s so hard know I will never see his cute little face again, but I know he will be indoors and safe.

He went to his new home with a small blanket, toys, a water and food bowl and several cans of cat food.

I miss him very much as I’ve become quite attached to the little guy, he was always waiting for me when I came home from work and sat in my lap when I was outside. But I know he didn’t deserve to live outside and it’s not his fault he is FIV+. I’m just thankful that I could help him find a home.

“Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.”

He changed my life for the better and I will not forget the love and trust he had for me. It’s odd say how such a small little cat (he is barely 9lbs) could have changed my life, but sitting there with him in my lap, I knew nothing would hurt him.

Now that I have become an “accidental foster” I commend those who foster regularly.. you are truly some of the most caring wonderful people. I can’t imagine having to go through loving a pet so much and then the heartbreak of letting them go to their forever home.

It’s going to take a few days before I’m up to the task of not crying when I think about him or see a picture of him, but I know he is safe. I did what any animal lover would do, I gave him food, shelter and love and got him a forever home where he could live out his days happy & protected.

Have a great life little Max.

Max strutting his stuff on 10/29
Max strutting his stuff on 10/29


8 Replies to “Día de Muertos – Day of the Dead/ All Saints’ Day”

  1. What a lovely column. Even though I had already read the poems, they left me with those leaky eyes. I was touched my your story of Max. Thanks for doing what was best for him. Now I’m off to light a candle.

  2. I love that! I have lost feral cats that I was caring for and I am still sad, one of them just after Halloween eight years ago. His name was Sylvester, he was a tuxedo cat like the cartoon. He came around as a stray in bad shape and I started feeding him. He couldn’t run or jump because of an injury to his back legs, he also pooped all over himself for the same reason, which made it hard to bring him inside. He absolutely loved me, and my cat Princess loved him. We were working on moving him inside when he was killed by a neighbors dog, because he couldn’t run or jump. When he died Princess looked for him outside for a long time. All this time later I wish I had just taken him to the vet and had his problem with his rear end examined right away. I hope he will forgive me when I see him again.

  3. I am bawling like a fool right now after reading “The Rescuer” and lighting a candle i memory of my beloved’s who are over the Bridge now I know little Max loves you for all you did for him

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