I don’t want to be … sappy. But I did want to dedicate this post to a very special dog who passed away today. We got Bailey back when I was 10 years old, and while I don’t really remember too much about him as a puppy or young dog {besides a few of his favorite toys and the way he was so small as a puppy – smaller than the bottom step of our staircase}, I will always remember him as the best dog you could ever ask for.
He died of old age. He would have been 12 in 3 months and that’s about the age that dalmations die {he was half dalmation}. He had been sick for a while, but not … suffering or in pain or anything. But it’s a relief to know that this has passed. He’ll still be missed.
Farewell to a faithful friend and sweet doggy.
We love you, Baileybop!
