You may remember that a few weeks ago I had a dream that I had passed away and crossed the Rainbow Bridge. ( http://pemery.blogspot.com.au/2014/06/stalins-hamster.html ) Well, would you believe it? Here I am. One minute I'm sitting in my cage minding my own business, chewing on a bit of corn husk, daydreaming about female piggies - you know how it is. The next thing I know I'm drawn towards this really bright light, and just for a change its not coming from the open fridge door. So I waddle towards the light, hesitate for a moment and then dive straight into it.
And there it is right in front of me; the Rainbow Bridge itself, and its a lot smaller than I expected. I thought it would look like the Golden Gate Bridge at San Francisco, or perhaps the Sydney Harbour Bridge, but its not like that at all. Its a rather quaint wooden structure, gently arched and with wooden handrails on either side, of course the rails were far too high to be of any use to me. It is about two metres wide and spans about five metres. On the far side was a rolling meadow and blue sky dotted here and there with cotton wool clouds. Then I saw them; my old friends Badger and Boris. They were standing at the far end of the bridge calling out happily. "
"Come on Billy, it's wonderful to see you" They said. "Come and join us. It's beautiful here. You can run around in the grass all day eating dandelions, or you can raid the basil patch and nobody minds in the least, and as for the girlie pigs..........!
I started waddling across the bridge, but then hesitated. "What about my staff?" I called out to Badger and Boris. "I can't just leave them. What will they do without me? They'll fall to pieces and become even more dangerously insane.
"You've come this far Billy." Called Boris, "You'll have to cross the bridge now. Your staff will be okay I promise. Remember how sad they were when I crossed the bridge, but they recovered didn't they because they had other piggies and Paolo the budgie to care for them. Well if you cross the bridge now, and I know you will, your staff will be well cared for by Baci, Tom, Alfie and Paolo. You mustn't worry, they know exactly what to do. "In any case," continued Boris, "you can keep an eye on them from this side of the bridge. You can see everything they do, which is not always attractive I admit, but still, you can keep an eye on them. You can even send them messages if you like. Mind you, most humans are too stupid to be able to interpret them, but you can at least try."
Then Badger spoke, softly as always. He'd been a quietly spoken piggy when I'd shared my staff's house with him. "The best thing of all," he said, "is that you will be reunited with your staff when their time comes. Grandma Pig is already here and is so looking forward to seeing you again. You know how much she loved you - still loves you."
And so I crossed the bridge, stopping in the middle to gaze in awe over the side. This was when I realised how the Rainbow Bridge came by it's name. The bridge straddles the very highest point of a beautiful, complete rainbow. It arches away into infinity on either side and the colours are dazzling. I'd never seen anything so beautiful. At last I tore my gaze away from this spectacle and looked up at Boris and Badger. "Come on Billy, come to us." Said Boris gently. I walked on and soon had all four of my feet on the cool green grass of the scented meadow. How beautiful everything seemed. How well I felt. The tiredness, aches, pains and the sadness that I had felt at leaving my staff all vanished and I just knew at that moment that my staff were going to be just fine. Boris, Badger and I sniffed each others butts. (Yes, we still do that even here.) "Let's go" Said Badger. "It's time to raid the basil patch, and there's a field of strawberries nearby too if you have room left for dessert."
I think I'm going to like it here.
Uncal Billy has like sent me a messij from the Raynbow Brij. I don't no how he dun it, but I was like laying in my pigloo finking about girlie pigs and chooing on sum hay when all of a suddun I gets this thort It was like getting a kneemail. I sed to myself "that's funny I don't yoozually get thorts unless they're abowt girlie pigs." Then I realised it was a messij from Uncal Billy. Now, wot was it he wanted me to tell you all? Wayte a second it'll come to me............................... Oh yes. I remember. He said that you are to stop playing with yourself, cos you'll go blind...............No, wait.....that messij was for me. Ah yes. Wot he sed was that dying is nothing to be scared of because there is only happiness and peace on the other side of the Raynbow Brij. All hoomins and their animal friends will evenchooly be reunited for eternity. He sed to tell his staff that it's okay to be sad for a wile, but to make the most of life because soon enuff we will all be together again. He also sed that Grandma Pig sends her love and that he sits on her lap most evenings for a cuddal and a sprig or two of parsley.
Last of all he sed to remember his favourite saying. Carpe Cavium. SEIZE THE PIGGY.