April 27th, 2017
The Rainbow Bridge, Pet Heaven
c/o: Isabella Annamarie Neal
Your loving Mommy, Daddy and Brother
You are such a beloved daughter to Brandee and I, as well as a wonderful sister to your younger brother, Jackson. We trust that your lovely spirit has made the well-deserved safe passage to the most beautiful pet heaven one could ever imagine called The Rainbow Bridge.
While we miss you tremendously since you went to wait for us at Rainbow Bridge on April 27th, 2017, we have much comfort that you are no long in pain. It is comforting to know that at Rainbow Bridge you have great friends, family and a peaceful environment while we wait to see each other again before crossing the bridge together to live for eternity as a family.
“The [Rainbow Bridge] story describes a bucolic place “just this side of heaven,” where dogs and cats, bunnies and birds, all live peacefully among the gentle meadows and hills, running and cavorting together in the lush green grass.
They are all young again, in perfect health, and want for nothing – except the humans they loved. One by one, they wait for us at the Bridge, and when our time comes their eyes light up in indescribable joy as we join them, to cross the Rainbow Bridge together.”
Baby-Furr, you provided our family with nearly 15 years of beautiful times, great lifetime memories and your unwavering love. For this, Brandee, Jack and I can never thank you enough.
You entered our lives’ as a scrawny, nearly hair-less, wide-eyed baby at roughly 6 weeks of age. When we first introduced you to our backyard lawn and this thing called ‘grass’ you were frightened beyond belief. Do you remember? After a little time then you became very adjusted to the grass and, in fact, in the warm summer days you would go frolic in the lawn and roll around enjoying the coolness of the grass blades.
In your younger days, you spent much of your time sitting on Brandee’s laptop in our office just watching us work. Remember those nice summer days we spent together working hard together? Do you recall your strange interest in sleeping in Mommy or Daddy’s work chairs in your youth?
After becoming a young-adult, you certainly established your independent spirit that is forever your legacy. Did you know that Mommy setup a Facebook page for you where you became an international sensation with so many people that cared about your every activity? Maybe not since computer keyboards aren’t so conducive for your pretty-paws to type, they are much better for pawtograph’s.
The limited details of your upbringing that Brandee and I hardly even know is that you, as compared to your litter-mates, had to always fight for everything. And this you did well! This includes your early days as a kitten just to get healthy and survive at only a few weeks old. Then you had to fight to protect your naturally-instinctive territory (which was our collective home) where you might get it cat-fights occasionally. Lastly, when Brandee, Jack or I did something awful to you like touch your sensitive-tummy, you would lash-out with a vengeance. Mommy, Daddy and Jack have the scars to prove it! Do you feel that you owe us any apologies? Seriously, none needed, and we now wear these battle scars with as forever memories of your beautiful spunkiness until we meet again at Rainbow Bridge.
In your seriously rebellious years, you would disappear from dusk ‘till dawn. Mommy and Daddy will never ask wherever, or whatever, you were doing for all these hours each day because you always came home safe to us which was the most important thing in the world to us. Maybe you will share your secret after we all cross Rainbow Bridge together?
Oh, little-baby-furr-of-all-furrs, I will never forget the sweet sounds of Brandee calling you home because it was getting late and nearing your curfew. As you recall, Brandee would go into the backyard, shake a canister of your cat food and bellow, “Here kitty, kitty. Bella, here kitty, kitty. Time to come home.” And, right on cue, you would come prancing like a little princess and have dinner in the house with us.
Bellaringamoskadoody, did you ever really fight hard when we shaved you down like a little lioness for the summertime? We know that you are completely capable of putting up a significant resistance when you wanted to, but you seemed a little tame on these occasions. It seemed that you put-up a fake resistance to us just so that you let us know that you were still the boss. I hope you know Mommy and Daddy only did this for your personal comfort. In fact, we thought you looked quite sexy in your summer outfits.
In your elderly years, Ringin’-of-Rocka, this was actually the most precious of times for me, personally and selfishly. Although you had slowed down to never leave the yard anymore, Brandee, Jack and I got to spend more time with you which was such a precious prize for all of us. Brandee and you became so close that it was absolutely heartwarming to witness. You also were so “cuddly” with Jack and we loved to hold you so tight, so often. It was these past few months of forever moments that I will never forget and that I cherish most.
Our beautiful Bella, in summary, you are terribly missed because you were, and always will be, such an important part of our lives. We have all these questions posed above for you, as well as millions more. Your loving family so much looks forward to the future where we can be with you once again to ask you these questions to your pretty, furry-whiskery face personally as we often did with ‘bella-speak’. It’s such a refreshing thought that eventually we can spend eternity together! We love you SO much for your perfect companionship, wonderful personality as well as spunky spirit.
Love you the most until we meet again at Rainbow Bridge,
Daddy, Mommy and Brother