Our sweet little Reagan passed away yesterday.
I always said I wasn't a dog person, never growing up with dogs or having much luck with pets at all. But after Tim and I got married, and he was working in California I found myself alone a lot. Enter Reagan. Tim and bought her to keep me company while he was gone, she was my best friend during that time, and I quickly realized I was indeed, a dog person. We enjoyed her company for 6 years, and we will all miss her. She has been pretty sick for a while now, we had her on a special diet (yes i cooked for my dogs) and on 2 medications. We thought they were helping, but she was just to sick. So here's to you little Reagan, thanks for teaching me how to be dog lover, keeping me company, making me feel safe (you were pretty tough for 10 pounds) and sleeping under the covers to keep my feet warm. I will miss you.
*I spent the first year of her life cleaning up every kind of mess imaginable. She was very a mischievous puppy with those big ears and that wrinkly forehead.
** Here I am (9 months pregnant) with with both Reagan and Piper. Apparently I had nothing better to do pre-kids then tie bows on my dogs and take pictures?
