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This website is dedicated to
Diane Story who, following a short illness, passed away on 5th May 2007.
Over the years she selflessly helped to rehome thousands of Bichons and
offered both support and friendship to all those she met. She will be
sadly missed by all who knew her.
Diane had a successful show career with her
own Bichons and occasionally bred them aswell. She had a single minded
vision for Bichons and wanted them ALL to have a good quality of life.
After she
relinquished control of Bichon Frisé Rescue,
Diane
co-founded the magazine with Jan. Diane worked tirelessly for
Bichon Rescue and, along
with Jan, has raised thousands of pounds to help with medical expenses for
those Bichons in need. Diane felt very strongly that a Bichon should
look like a Bichon and not a poodle. She always encouraged those who
sent in photographs for our Calendar to pick pictures that represented the
Bichon at its best.
There are no words of comfort
but the fact that Diane's legacy in Bichon Frisé Rescue will live on, she
will always be remembered. What she has left behind is something very
special.

To laugh, often and much
To win the respect of
intelligent people,
and the affection of small
children.
To earn the appreciation of
honest critics,
and to endure the betrayal of
false friends,
To appreciate beauty,
To find the best in others,
To leave the world a bit better,
whether by a healthy child,
a garden patch or a redeemed
social condition,
To know one life has breathed
easier because you have lived........
This is to have succeeded
RAINBOW BRIDGE
Just
this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal
dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to
Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special
friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food,
water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigour;
those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we
remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are
happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very
special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops
and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body
quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green
grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet,
you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy
kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and
you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from
your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Author unknown... Rainbow Bridge
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