Zidane

By the edge of a woods, at the foot of a hill, is a lush, green meadow where time stands still. Where the friends of man and woman do run, when their time on earth is over and done.
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For here, between this world and the next, is a place where each beloved creature finds rest. On this golden land, they wait and they play, till the Rainbow Bridge they cross over one day.
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No more do they suffer, in pain or in sadness, for here they are whole, their lives filled with gladness. Their limbs are restored, their health renewed, their bodies have healed, with strength imbued.
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They romp through the grass, without even a care, until one day they start, and sniff at the air. All ears prick forward, eyes dart front and back, then all of a sudden, one breaks from the pack.
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For just at that instant, their eyes have met; together again, both person and pet. So they run to each other, these friends from long past, the time of their parting is over at last.
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The sadness they felt while they were apart, has turned into joy once more in each heart. They embrace with a love that will last forever, and then, side-by-side, they cross over… together.

Veel sterkte met het verlies van jullie trouwe vriend.

Zidaneman


Ik zal u nooit vergeten. De zotte dingen die je kon doen en ons aan het lachen brachten.
Je was een geweldige jongen en hoop dat je nu ook met ons Hera kan spelen en rennen.

Ik zal je nooit vergeten. Bedankt om onze vriend te zijn

Tot ziens makker

A lot off sympathy with the lost of Zidane😥♥️🤗

Remind those words from your best friend:
It's true. When I come to you in dreams,
I'm really there. When you see me out of the corner of your eye.
I'm really there. When you "sense" me around the place, I'm really there. I haven't left you, not really. My spirit is everywhere, but especially with you.

A lot of straight
Liefs tante Chris en familie