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Reward (c)1995 all rights reserved by Evelyn Colbath Permission to display "Final Reward" on this website has been given to Michele-Geiger Bronsky. Permission is not given to reprint in any media or form." |
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It was sunny and bright at the Rainbow Bridge. All of the inhabitants were playing games and lying on clouds, ...nothing to do all day except relax and bask in Love's Glow that fills the world they now live in. But something began to happen! There was a wrinkle in the air and suddenly something dark and foreboding was thrust into their world. The dark shape was a woman. Unbeknownst to the new ones at the Rainbow Bridge, often, on their own journey, those that abused and harmed the animals, puppy mill owners and the ones that profited from the sale of tiny souls to pet shops and research labs, were thrust into their world to answer a question. Running across
the fresh grass the Guardians came, quickly surrounding the new ones,
they shielded tiny eyes from this sight as a barrier was erected to protect
them from the darkness. Then, in hushed voices they softly told them the
story:
"Dearest little ones here at the Rainbow Bridge, sometimes a human refuses to accept responsibility for things they did to us while they were alive. When this happens, they are sent here. There is a question they must answer to continue on their journey. Until they can answer it, they remain here, visible only to the Guardians, shielded from your sight, but they are allowed to see all the beauty that is denied them. "What is the question?" eager little voices wanted to know. The Guardian was getting ready to explain, while the group was getting larger as word had spread. Then one of the Guardians pointed to the woman. The first feeling she had was cold. Intense cold! She was shivering! Before she had passed away she lived in luxury. Surrounded by crystal and jewels, she did not experience cold. She had new cars, expensive clothes and food; ...the best medical care money could buy. But all of her money could not buy her time. Then she began to experience fear. She looked around and saw a sea of faces; Boxers, Westies, Scotties, Great Pyrenees and Poodles. There were so many more, but these were the breeds she specialized in. Before she passed away she earned her living by selling puppies. She had been a puppy mill owner. Every dollar she earned came from the suffering of a living soul. She kept the dogs in small cramped cages. They were often forced to stand in their own filth and cheap food was thrown on the dirty floor for them to eat. Constantly breeding dogs to have litter after litter, she cared nothing for the loneliness and deep-seated need for companionship the dogs felt. She did not care that the puppies were not healthy, all she wanted was money. It did not matter to her how she was getting the money, because after all, they were JUST dogs, right? However,
still thinking she knew everything about animals, she reached for the
nearest dog trying to take control of the situation, but her hand touched
a barrier. For at the Rainbow Bridge, NOTHING is allowed to harm the ones
that reside there. They are always protected, something that many of them
did not experience in their former lives. Confused, she asked out loud
why she was there.
The
only ones that are allowed to go through the barrier are the Guardian
Dogs. One slowly walked through. He did not feel the cold she felt, nor
did he feel the fear either. Unlike her, he was warmed by Love's Glow.
He felt nothing for her, for he knew this one. She had been his former
owner. She had always called him #5. She had removed him from his mother
when he was 4 weeks old so she could recover and come into season faster
with the help of hormone shots. He was sold to a pet store. He would never
forget all the people pressed up against the glass, staring and giggling
at him. The ones that wanted to tease him were the worst. Then he was
sold to a so-called "breeder" and he was kept in a cage for
the next 3 years of his life. The puppies he produced were light boned
with poor coats and not good quality, so he was eventually sold to a farmer.
As the memories
flowed through his mind, he looked at her with his deep brown eyes, and
asked if she remembered him. Of course she did not. With a strength he
never had in life, he grabbed her hand with his large white paws. With
all of the memories now gathered in his mind, he gave a huge push and
sent every feeling and pain he experienced from his birth until his death
into her mind and soul. She reeled with fear and terror! Then she fainted.
Hours later when she awoke, he said that for her to have a chance to move
on with her own journey she had to answer a question. Grateful to have
this nightmare end, she eagerly leaned forward. The question was:
The couple
was crying so much for they had often wondered how each rescue had turned
out, there had been so many. As the group settled down, the Guardian walked
up and gently placed his paw on their lap. "This is but a resting
stop for you as your journey is down the Crystal Path to your final reward!"
As the couple prepared to walk down the path, their pets accompanied them.
Once gone from their sight, but now, reunited forever!
The woman behind the barrier was yelling, "Take me! Don't forget about me!" But all on the other side were unable to hear or see her. She was receiving her final reward. She fell down clutching her head and his question kept booming at her, over and over again. There would be no peace for this one, no relief until the question was answered, and then that person would still have to face his or her own creator. As darkness filled the place and the cold swept through her bones she was filled with terror. For the first time in her life she was alone, subject to the will of another. She tried to crawl into a corner but there was none. Fear, the emotion that every rescue knows well, filled her soul. On the other
side of the barrier, the group watched as the family, finally together
again, joined hands, and with wagging tails walked toward the Crystal
Path. Then everyone began to play and romp once again, while the Guardians
took their places, watching the air for the wrinkle that they knew would
come again, ...always ready to keep the others safe from darkness and
fear, ...waiting for the next time they would ask a human the question: |
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(c)1995
all rights reserved by Evelyn Colbath Permission to display "Final
Reward" on this website has been given to Michele-Geiger Bronsky.
Permission is not given to reprint in any media or form." |
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