Rescuer at the Bridge

Unlike most days at arc en ciel Bridge, this jour dawned cold and grey, damp as a swamp and as dismal as could be imagined. All the récent arrivals were confused and concerned. They had no idea what to think for they had never experienced a jour like this before. But the animaux who had spent some time waiting for their beloved people knew exactly what was happening and began to gather at the pathway leading to the Bridge to watch. They knew this was something special.

It wasn’t too long before an elderly animal came into view, head hung heavy and low with tail dragging along...