Today the Rainbow Bridge is a Comfort

It's not that I haven't considered it before, the hope that a pet goes to heaven and I will see him or her again, but that thought always becomes intense when I lose a pet. I have had many cats, and this week I had to put an elderly beloved boy cat to sleep. I tried to avoid it. It could not be avoided any longer. And so I found myself reading the poem again, and considering the debate over whether pets go to heaven. Maybe if (hopefully) and when I get to heaven it will no longer be an issue for me, but for now. . . .I hope to be swarmed by the many animals I have lost when I reach my end.