As we travel on this journey of life we live, our paths cross the souls of many others.
Some depart, on their own paths, leaving a vague, fading memory.
Some depart, leaving nothing at all.
But some, the greatest souls, depart, often too soon, leaving such an indelible print on our hearts and in our minds, as to never be forgotten.
Today, we lost one such friend.
Radar the Paintar, you, with the paint-splattered booties and jaunty beret, the saucy little smile and the gentle soul touched more lives than you can imagine.
As paintar extraordinaire, as therapy dog, as friend and as beloved child.
Today, Independence Day, marks your independence from pain, sweet boy.
Today, you reunite with your friends.
Today, you are welcomed by the loving group at the bridge.
Forever, you are remembered.
Shine bright, beautiful star.
Perhaps they are not stars in the sky, but rather openings...
Rest in Peace, sweet Radar