DEATH: 10/24/03

Aww, Reggie. What can I say? I miss you so much. You've only been gone a short while. I swear I can still hear the tinkle of your tags. I remember when I first saw your sweet face. It was on Petfinder. You were a rescue doggie at Southeastern Cocker Rescue. I had seen many doggies on Petfinder, but you just reached out and touched me. I knew you were meant to be my baby. I hopefully filled out the application to adopt you and was overjoyed to finally bring you home. Your description said you were somewhere between 5 and 7 years old and that you had been found as a stray.

After 2.5 years, you developed a tumor and I took you to the doggie doctor. He told me you had cancer and that is was inoperable. He also told me that you were at least 11, not the 7 to 9 years old I had thought you to be. Had I known at the time I adopted you that I would only have you such a short time, I would still have adopted you. The time we've had together has gone by way too fast. I've loved all your many moods, my grumpy old man. You were loved by everyone who met you. How you came to be a stray is beyond me. You were such a sweet, laid back kind of guy. Not the typical snooty cocker. You loved everybody - kids, cats, dogs, and even us grown ups! You let toddlers put their hands in your food while you were eating and never missed a beat. You let babies fondle you the way babies sometimes do - a little on the rough side and loved them. There are so many memories of you, I could go on and on and on.

It was hard to let you go, Reggie. But I did it because I didn't want your suffering to get worse. Your love, loyalty and sweetness demanded that I not let you continue to suffer. Take care, my baby. Play well with Belle and Mikey at the Bridge until I get there. Know that you were well loved and that we will be together again some day.

I love you.


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