My precious Juniper crossed rainbow bridge today. As time has passed and especially this year, his ability to walk has diminished until the last few weeks, he could not walk at all. He ate, drank, and pottied lying down (which was very upsetting to him). I always tried to comfort him about this while giving him sponge baths to keep him clean. If I left his line of vision, he cried and barked and was very upset. Needless to say, I carried him around lots. He weighed only about 8 pounds.
Sweet Juniper was born on February 17, 1998. I named him after Brother Juniper, one of St. Francis' friars who was said to be a clown and a very funny fellow.
As Juniper crossed the bridge, I can see my husband and Juniper's dad, Tom, running to meet him. Tom and Juniper are so happy tonight. Juniper is pain free and young. His spirit is full of joy. I can see him running and leaping, playing with Poppy and the others who have gone before him. I can see Tom, holding and kissing him.
I won't forget our last moments, Juniper, and your sweet kisses and beautiful face. I could not bear for you to suffer any longer, especially knowing the pain was probably going to increase. What else was there to do for the sake of love and mercy?
Tonight I shall hold the others especially close and give thanks that they are still with me.
"All my dogs have been a ladder for me to God." Poppy's Mom
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