Yesterday I had to say goodbye to my Bailey girl. It was probably the hardest thing I have ever done, but it was necessary. She was ready.
She was with us for many years, gave us much joy, spots of concern, some aggravation, but oh so much love. Her life, in summary:
Working on relationships:
The beginning of the ball attachment:
Pretty girl, posing at the park:
Last night I dreamed that Bailey was running around in a grassy field, playing with other dogs. That was a gift.