Reba had bone cancer and I had to have her put to sleep in 1996 ... I still miss her. She was my baby girl. A couple of months ago, I heard a poem on a PBS show that I felt was beautiful. It dealt with the loss of a dog and what happened to the dog after it was gone. I thought I'd never find it again but while viewing home pages I found it and wanted to share it with you. I hope that Rainbow Bridge is as comforting to you as it was and still is to me.
Reba saw me through a lot of sad times and always made me laugh! I think the pictures here give you an indication of what a silly girl she was.
Awe come on, leave me alone ... can't you see I'm trying to sleep!
Reba liked to fetch sticks.
... she also liked to fetch balls!
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