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Hi all,

I have been searching for a RB tale that I read a few years back, and
cannot find it anywhere. I hope someone here either has it or knows
where I can find it. I don't know the name of it, but the story is about
a little kitten who is at the Bridge, and is looking down into a puddle
that shows him his "momma" crying. He is very upset, and wants to go to
her, but is told he has to wait.

Does this sound familiar to anyone? I have searched the RB sites all
over, and haven't been able to find it.

Any help is appreciated!

I know this story the kitten is orange and the lady lets him look in the
pool to see her, it might be chosen ones, it is either on rpca or a similar
group, if not the story a link to it, Lee
"Granby" wrote in message
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Someone on another group is looking for this.

Hi all,

I have been searching for a RB tale that I read a few years back, and
cannot find it anywhere. I hope someone here either has it or knows
where I can find it. I don't know the name of it, but the story is about
a little kitten who is at the Bridge, and is looking down into a puddle
that shows him his "momma" crying. He is very upset, and wants to go to
her, but is told he has to wait.

Does this sound familiar to anyone? I have searched the RB sites all
over, and haven't been able to find it.

Any help is appreciated!

The lady that wants to know is on rpca, I am just trying to find it for her.
I know I have seen it posted here.
"Stormmee" wrote in message
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I know this story the kitten is orange and the lady lets him look in the
pool to see her, it might be chosen ones, it is either on rpca or a similar
group, if not the story a link to it, Lee
"Granby" wrote in message
...
Someone on another group is looking for this.

Hi all,

I have been searching for a RB tale that I read a few years back, and
cannot find it anywhere. I hope someone here either has it or knows
where I can find it. I don't know the name of it, but the story is about
a little kitten who is at the Bridge, and is looking down into a puddle
that shows him his "momma" crying. He is very upset, and wants to go to
her, but is told he has to wait.

Does this sound familiar to anyone? I have searched the RB sites all
over, and haven't been able to find it.

Any help is appreciated!

Granby wrote:
The lady that wants to know is on rpca, I am just trying to find it for her.
I know I have seen it posted here.
"Stormmee" wrote in message
...
I know this story the kitten is orange and the lady lets him look in the
pool to see her, it might be chosen ones, it is either on rpca or a similar
group, if not the story a link to it, Lee
"Granby" wrote in message
...
Someone on another group is looking for this.

Hi all,

I have been searching for a RB tale that I read a few years back, and
cannot find it anywhere. I hope someone here either has it or knows
where I can find it. I don't know the name of it, but the story is about
a little kitten who is at the Bridge, and is looking down into a puddle
that shows him his "momma" crying. He is very upset, and wants to go to
her, but is told he has to wait.

Does this sound familiar to anyone? I have searched the RB sites all
over, and haven't been able to find it.

Any help is appreciated!

Hi Granby,

Al from RPCA sent a link to it - it is called The Loving Ones. Thanks
for helping me find this!

Mishi

Found it too

http://homepage.ntlworld.com/shirley...bowbridge.html
"Mishi" wrote in message
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Granby wrote:
The lady that wants to know is on rpca, I am just trying to find it for
her. I know I have seen it posted here.
"Stormmee" wrote in message
...
I know this story the kitten is orange and the lady lets him look in the
pool to see her, it might be chosen ones, it is either on rpca or a
similar group, if not the story a link to it, Lee
"Granby" wrote in message
...
Someone on another group is looking for this.

Hi all,

I have been searching for a RB tale that I read a few years back, and
cannot find it anywhere. I hope someone here either has it or knows
where I can find it. I don't know the name of it, but the story is
about
a little kitten who is at the Bridge, and is looking down into a puddle
that shows him his "momma" crying. He is very upset, and wants to go to
her, but is told he has to wait.

Does this sound familiar to anyone? I have searched the RB sites all
over, and haven't been able to find it.

Any help is appreciated!

Hi Granby,

Al from RPCA sent a link to it - it is called The Loving Ones. Thanks for
helping me find this!

Mishi

Granby wrote:
Someone on another group is looking for this.

Hi all,

I have been searching for a RB tale that I read a few years back, and
cannot find it anywhere. I hope someone here either has it or knows
where I can find it. I don't know the name of it, but the story is about
a little kitten who is at the Bridge, and is looking down into a puddle
that shows him his "momma" crying. He is very upset, and wants to go to
her, but is told he has to wait.

Does this sound familiar to anyone? I have searched the RB sites all
over, and haven't been able to find it.

Any help is appreciated!



Go to Gogle and type Rainbow Bridge stories. You could find it there.
Best wishes. MLB

SHE HAS IT NOW, lEE
"Granby" wrote in message
...
The lady that wants to know is on rpca, I am just trying to find it for
her. I know I have seen it posted here.
"Stormmee" wrote in message
...
I know this story the kitten is orange and the lady lets him look in the
pool to see her, it might be chosen ones, it is either on rpca or a
similar group, if not the story a link to it, Lee
"Granby" wrote in message
...
Someone on another group is looking for this.

Hi all,

I have been searching for a RB tale that I read a few years back, and
cannot find it anywhere. I hope someone here either has it or knows
where I can find it. I don't know the name of it, but the story is about
a little kitten who is at the Bridge, and is looking down into a puddle
that shows him his "momma" crying. He is very upset, and wants to go to
her, but is told he has to wait.

Does this sound familiar to anyone? I have searched the RB sites all
over, and haven't been able to find it.

Any help is appreciated!

Lovely story, thanks
Sylvia

"Granby" wrote in message
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Found it too

http://homepage.ntlworld.com/shirley...bowbridge.html
"Mishi" wrote in message
...
Granby wrote:
The lady that wants to know is on rpca, I am just trying to find it
for her. I know I have seen it posted here.
"Stormmee" wrote in message
...
I know this story the kitten is orange and the lady lets him look
in the pool to see her, it might be chosen ones, it is either on
rpca or a similar group, if not the story a link to it, Lee
"Granby" wrote in message
...
Someone on another group is looking for this.

Hi all,

I have been searching for a RB tale that I read a few years back,
and
cannot find it anywhere. I hope someone here either has it or
knows
where I can find it. I don't know the name of it, but the story is
about
a little kitten who is at the Bridge, and is looking down into a
puddle
that shows him his "momma" crying. He is very upset, and wants to
go to
her, but is told he has to wait.

Does this sound familiar to anyone? I have searched the RB sites
all
over, and haven't been able to find it.

Any help is appreciated!

Hi Granby,

Al from RPCA sent a link to it - it is called The Loving Ones. Thanks
for helping me find this!

Mishi

meoweowee

Issit dissun?

http://www.felixthecat.com/tv_video/valentines.htm

On Thu, 23 Jul 2009 19:56:44 -0500, "Granby" wrote:

Someone on another group is looking for this.

Hi all,

I have been searching for a RB tale that I read a few years back, and
cannot find it anywhere. I hope someone here either has it or knows
where I can find it. I don't know the name of it, but the story is about
a little kitten who is at the Bridge, and is looking down into a puddle
that shows him his "momma" crying. He is very upset, and wants to go to
her, but is told he has to wait.

Does this sound familiar to anyone? I have searched the RB sites all
over, and haven't been able to find it.

Any help is appreciated!



The little orange boy stopped. Behind him, kitties were
playing, chasing each other and wrestling in the warm sunshine. It
looked like so much fun, but in front of him, through the clear
stillness of the pond's water, he could see his mommy.
And she was crying.
He pawed at the water, trying to get at her, and when that
didn't work, he jumped into the shallow water. All that got him was
wet and Mommy's image danced away in the ripples. "Mommy!" he cried.
"Is something wrong?"
The little orange boy turned around. A lady was standing at
the edge of the pond, her eyes sad but filled with love. The little
orange boy sighed and walked out of the water.
"There's been a mistake," he said. "I'm not supposed to be
here." He looked back at the water. It was starting to still again and
his mommy's image was coming back. "I'm just a baby. Mommy said it had
to be a mistake. She said I wasn't supposed to come here yet."
The kind lady sighed and sat down on the grass. The little
orange boy climbed into her lap. It wasn't Mommy's lap, but it was
almost as good. When she started to pet him and scratch under his chin
like he liked, he started to purr. He hadn't wanted to, but he
couldn't help it.
"I'm afraid there is no mistake. You are supposed to be here
and your mommy knows it deep down in her heart," the lady said.
The little orange boy sighed and laid his head on the lady's
leg. "But she's so sad. It hurts me to see her cry. And daddy too."
"But they knew right from the beginning this would happen."
"That I was sick?" That surprised the little orange boy. No
one had ever said anything and he had listened when they thought he
was sleeping. All he had heard them talk about was how cute he was or
how fast he was or how big he was getting.
"No, not that you were sick," the lady said. "But you see,
they chose tears."
"No, they didn't," the little orange boy argued. Who would
choose to cry?
The lady gently brushed the top of his head with a kiss. It
made him feel safe and loved and warm- but he still worried about his
mommy. "Let me tell you a story," the lady said.
The little orange boy looked up and saw other animals
gathering around. Cats - Big Boy and Snowball and Shamus and Abby and
little Cleo and Robin. Merlin and Toby and Iggy and Zachary. Sweetie
and Kamatte and OBie. Dogs too- Sally and Baby and Morgan and Rocky
and Belle. Even a lizard named Clyde and some rats named Saffron and
Becky and a hamster named Odo. They all lay down near the kind lady
and looked up at her, waiting.
She smiled at them and began:

A long long time ago, the Loving Ones went to the Angel in
Charge. They were lonesome and asked the Angel to help them.
The Angel took them to a wall of windows and let them look out
the first window at all sorts of things- dolls and stuffed animals and
cars and toys and sporting events.
"Here are things you can love," the Angel said. "They will
keep you from being lonesome."
"Oh, thank you," the Loving Ones said. "These are just what we
need."
"You have chosen Pleasure," the Angel told them.
But after a time the Loving Ones came back to the Angel in
Charge. "Things are okay to love," they said. "But they don't care
that we love them."
The Angel in Charge led them over to the second window. It
looked out at all sorts of wild animals. "Here are animals to love,"
he said. "They will know you love them."
So the Loving Ones hurried out to care for the wild animals.
"You have chosen Satisfaction," the Angel said.
Some of the Loving Ones worked at zoos and wild animal
preserves, some just had bird feeders in their yards, but after a time
they all came back to the Angel in Charge.
"They know we love them," they told the Angel. "But they don't
love us back. We want to be loved in return."
So the Angel took them to the third window and showed them
lots of people walking around, hurrying places. "Here are people for
you to love," the Angel told them.
So the Loving Ones hurried off to find other people to love.
"You have chosen Commitment," the Angel said.
But after a time a lot of Loving Ones came back to the Angel
in Charge.
"People were okay to love," they said. "But sometimes they
stopped loving us and left. They broke our hearts."
The Angel just shook his head. "I cannot help you," he said.
"You will have to be satisfied with the choices I gave you."
As the Loving Ones were leaving, someone saw a window off to
one side and hurried to look out. Through it, they could see puppies
and kittens and dogs and cats and lizards and hamsters and ferrets.
The other Loving Ones hurried over.
"What about these?" they asked.
But the Angel just tried to shoo them away. "Those are
Personal Empathy Trainers," he said. "But there's a problem with their
system operations."
"Would they know that we love them?" someone asked.
"Yes," the Angel said.
"Would they love us back?" another asked.
"Yes," the Angel said.
"Will they stop loving us?" someone else asked.
"No," the Angel admitted. "They will love you forever."
"Then these are what we want," the Loving Ones said.
But the Angel was very upset. "You don't understand," he told
them. "You will have to feed these animals."
"That's all right," the Loving Ones said.
"You will have to clean up after them and take care of them
forever."
"We don't care."
The Loving Ones did not listen. They went down to where the
Pets were and picked them up, seeing the love in their own hearts
reflected in the animals' eyes.
"They were not made as well as you," the Angel said. ".
We don't know how durable they are. Some of them
malfunction very quickly, others last a long time."
But the Loving Ones did not care. They were holding the warm
little bodies and finding their hearts so filled with love that they
thought they would burst. "We will take our chances," they said.
"You do not understand." The Angel tried one more time. "They
are so dependent on you that even the most well-made of them is not
designed to outlive you. You are destined to suffer their loss."
The Loving Ones looked at the sweetness in their arms and
nodded. "That is how it should be. It is a fair trade for the love
they offer."
The Angel just watched them all go, shaking his head. "You
have chosen Tears," he whispered.

"So it is," the kind lady told the kitties. "And so each mommy
and daddy knows. When they take a baby into their heart, they know
that one day it will leave them and they will cry."
The little orange boy sat up. "So why do they take us in?" he
asked.
"Because even a moment of your love is worth years of pain
later."
"Oh." The little orange boy got off the lady's lap and went
back to the edge of the pond. His mommy was still there, and still
crying. "Will she ever stop crying?" he asked the kind lady.
She nodded. "You see, the Angel felt sorry for the Loving
Ones, knowing how much they would suffer. He couldn't take the tears
away but he made them special."
She dipped her hand into the pond and let the water trickle
off her fingers. "He made them healing tears, formed from the special
water here. Each tear holds bits of all the happy times of purring and
petting and shared love. And the promise of love once again. As your
mommy cries, she is healing.
"It may take a long while, but the tears will help her feel
better. In time she will be less sad and she will smile when she
thinks of you. And then she will open her heart again to another
little baby.
"But then she will cry again one day," the little orange boy
said.
The lady just smiled at him as she got to her feet. "No, she
will love again. That is all she will think about." She picked up Big
Boy and Snowball and gave them hugs, then scratched Morgan's ear just
how she liked.
"Look," she said. "The butterflies have come. Shall we go over
to play?"
The other animals all ran ahead, but the little orange boy
wasn't ready to leave his mommy. "Will I ever get to be with her
again?"
The kind lady nodded. "You'll be in the eyes of every kitty
she looks at. You'll be in the purr of every cat she pets. And late at
night, when she's fast asleep, your spirit will snuggle up close to
her and you both will feel at peace. One day soon, you can even send
her a rainbow to tell her you're safe and waiting here for when it's
her turn to come."
"I would like that," the little orange boy said and took one
long look at his mommy. He saw her smile slightly through her tears
and he knew she had remembered the time he almost fell into the
bathtub.
"I love you, Mommy," he whispered. "It's okay if you cry." He
glanced over at the other pets, running and playing and laughing with
the butterflies. "Uh, Mommy? I gotta go play now, okay? But I'll be
around, I promise."
Then he turned and raced after the others.