12/07/2025
Goodbye Greta.
Thank you for everything you've given us over the past 14 years. You were a wonderful companion for our entire family. With your independent spirit and your sweet, funny character, you won over everyone who met you, becoming the mascot of our agriturismo.
It comforts us that you left without suffering, but our pain is immense.
We like to imagine you happy, running in green meadows, according to the legend of the Rainbow Bridge handed down by Native American tribes.
Just at the edge of Paradise there is a place called the Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here on earth, that pet goes to the Rainbow Bridge. It's a beautiful place where the grass is always fresh and fragrant, streams flow between hills and trees, and our four-legged friends can run and play together. They always find their favorite food, fresh water to quench their thirst, and the bright sun to warm themselves, and so our dear friends are happy. If they were sick or old in life, here they regain health and youth; if they were maimed or infirm, here they become healthy and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of times and days long past.
Here our friends, whom we have loved so much, are well, except for one small thing: each of them misses someone very special whom they had to leave behind. So it happens that while playing, one of them will suddenly stop and gaze intently over the hill. All their senses are on alert, their eyes light up, and their paws begin to run quickly towards the horizon, faster and faster. They have recognized you, and when you are finally together, you will hold them in your arms with great joy. A shower of happy kisses will bathe your face, your hands will caress the beloved head once more, and your eyes will meet their sincere ones again, eyes that have searched for you, absent from your life for so long, but never from your heart. And then together you will cross the Rainbow Bridge, never to be separated again.