The young pup and the older dog lay on shaded sweet grass watching the reunions. Sometimes a man, sometimes a woman, sometimes a whole family would approach the Rainbow Bridge, be greeted by their loving pets and cross the bridge together. The young pup playfully nipped at the older one. �Look! Something wonderful is happening!� The older dog stood up and barked, �Quickly. Get over to the path.� �But that�s not my owner,� whined the pup, but he did as he was told. Thousands of pets surged forward as a figure in white walked on the path toward the bridge. After the glowing figure passed each animal, that animal bowed it�s head in love and respect. The figure finally approached the bridge, and was met by a menagerie of joyous animals. Together, they all walked over the bridge and disappeared. The young pup was still in awe. �Was that an angel? he whispered. �No, son.� The older dog replied. �That was more than an angel. That was a person who worked rescue.�
