Farewell my friend, the coolest fashionista and trend setter I have ever known.
I am sad. I am angry, I am very very much in pain. I have just found out that my friend Reagan who has been sick has crossed over the Rainbow Bridge.
This loss is personal. Reagan was my friend. Reagan was my neighbor, Reagan, like me was a White Dog Cottage alumnae. This hurts. I hurt for Reagan, I hurt for her momma, auntie Mary Ella who absolutely adored Reagan. I hurt for the world because it has lost a wonderful sweet soul who endeared herself to all who were lucky enough to cross her path. I hurt for me. I lost my friend.
I want to ask Rudy, Kirby, Oliver and Daisy and all of our friends who have crossed over to please welcome our Reagan. I know her grandpa will be there waiting for her. I want to ask them all to reassure Reagan that we are all going to be here for auntie Mary Ella. She does not need to worry about her.
Reagan you were loved unconditionally. Your presence on this earth made things better and you taught by example. I looked up to you. We all did. Even Wendy who believed you did not know the meaning of the word fear. You managed to exude dignity even when you wore your Halloween costume.
I learned to eat carrots because momma would say: "Reagan eats carrots and Reagan is smart". You leave big paw prints to fill.
You are now out of pain, and while we are all crying and upset and grieving, you also leave us with wonderful, joyful memories which we treasure and share and binds us together.
I still remember when momma recognized you from your picture, but she had no idea who your momma was... and yes your momma was in the same picture! I remember watching you eat veggies and sitting with you under the table during the book sale, and Bark in the Park and running into you on our walks.
Auntie Robin and uncle Jack, the entire Tidewater Bichon Frise Rescue family, my family and Dr Klemm, all of us are missing you and all of us are grieving with your momma. Reagan, do me a favor? Please watch over us. Please surround your momma with white light and strength and guide her soul so she can start healing from losing you. You were her first dog and you taught her well. Be proud.
Thank you Reagan for having shared your life with all of us.
Be at peace, out of pain, into joy and into the light. Yes, grandpa now can spoil you rotten.