September 10, 2006
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An interesting day at the Rainbow Bridge
Rainbow Bridge is a place of both peace and anticipation as departed pets
await their beloved owners. There are plenty of things to keep them
contented while they wait: trees you can’t get stuck in, endless meadows,
splashing streams, thickets perfect to hide in for pounce-attack games.
But one day the residents noticed some rather…unusual newcomers arrive.
The koalas and the kangaroos slipped in rather quietly, but then came the
bearded dragons, the skinks and the goannas. The influx of snakes startled
an entire family of cats up a tree. Pythons, cobras, tiger snakes, brown
snakes and even fierce snakes. There were so many at one point, it seemed
the ground itself was alive with writhing. A burly wombat shouldered his way
through the crowd and plopped down in a shady spot, barely missing a Jack
Russell terrier who yapped indignantly as he abandoned his position.
And then the crocodiles showed up.
Finally, a Great Dane managed to get up enough nerve to approach one of the
reptillian giants.
“Um….excuse me,” he said hesitantly. “But why are you all here?”
The croc dropped her jaw and laughed. “Same as you, mate,” she said.
“Waitin’ for someone who loved us.”
The dogs, cats, gerbils and other “typical pets” looked at each other in
confusion, then at the plethora of weird, ugly and downright deadly
creatures assembled. Who on Earth could possibly love some of those faces?
“I see him!” shouted a green mamba from his vantage point in one of the
trees. A cacophony of squeeks, hisses, bellows and roars erupted as the mob
surged forward toward a lone human walking across the field toward the
bridge. The other animals managed to catch a glimpse of him before he was
overwhelmed by the crowd.
“CRIKEY!” he shouted joyously right before he was bowled over by the wombat.
“Well I’ll be,” said a Persian as she tidied up her fur. “It’s that Aussie
my human liked to watch on TV. Had to be the craziest human on the whole
planet.”
“Oh, please,” remarked a echidna as he hurried by. “Is it really that crazy
to passionately love something God made?”
~posted by a fan on the Crocodile Hunter website~
R.I.P.
Steve Irwin
1962-2006
He brought some of nature’s most misunderstood creatures
into our living rooms,
and made us see nature through fresh eyes…
A great voice for conservation has been silenced,
but his legacy will live on.
- Deepest sympathies to his beloved father, wife and children. -
Comments (4)
As I have said… at least he died doing what he loved, haing fun. Losing him to some tragic desease, in a hopsitol bed, would have been wrong.
Few people were as alive as he was. He brought enthusiasm about the natural world into so many lives. He made loving animals cool. I know his family is proud of him.
Yeah, I’m a bit sad about this too. But like I_am_the_incredible said, he died doing what he loved. He really enjoyed his life. I admire that in people.
I LOVE THAT STORY!!!!
a nice tribute…it’s been a while hasn’t it dear. hope you and B are doing great!