As some of you might have read in an earlier posting, I lost my mother several months ago. She left a cat and a dog behind, which I have been caring for since then. Last week, the cat started going downhill quickly, and I realized that his time was up. I had to put him to sleep last night.

When the staff at the animal hospital saw how upset I was, they gave me a copy of the Rainbow Bridge. I then explained that he was my mother's cat and that it was hitting me that I was losing a little bit more of her with his passing. They pointed out that this was even better for him as he had his owner waiting for him at the end of that bridge.

I'm still upset, but it is a comforting thought that they are together again.