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bailey died today.
he was 12 and up until 2 months ago he always acted like a puppy
it was weird one day he just started to move slow then he couldnt get up when he layed down and his paws would swell up. lately he wasnt eating and he lost a lot of weight, he was just wasting away and it was horrible
i came home from work on my lunch hour and the second i walked in the door tank flipped out (if you knew tank you would know he doesnt really do that) he started to jump around, stand on his hind legs push on my legs and ran back and forth to where bailey was laying. i think he knew something was wrong and he was trying to get my attention. i let tank and roxie outside and then went to help bailey as usual. when i went to get him on his feet he just stayed limp and fell right back down. he went to the bathroom where he layed. i cleaned him up and tryed again to get him up to get water cause he was breathing very heavy but again he went limp. amy got home and helped me get him to his pillow and then i had to go back to work. she ended up calling me an hour later to tell me that bailey was breathing slowly but heavily and then took a breath in but never let it out. after a minute his heart stopped.
it was horrilbe that amy had to witness that but im just glad that she was there... that anyone was there with him. i cant imagin how much more scared he would be if he was alone.
bailey was the funniest and stupiest dog you would have ever met. he loved getting his picture taken, anytime you had a camera in you hand he was right there in your face.
he knew how to give hugs, amy taught him that. we would sit on the floor and say "gimme a hug" and he would come over and put his head on your shoulder.
during the summer, more so when he was a puppy, he would run laps from the doorwall around the pool over to the gate then back to the doorwall to start all over again. it made our yeard a mess but we didnt mind because he was happy
he was always in the way and he loved to follow people around. he would walk right on your heels, it was so annoying
if he wanted you to pet him he would get right in your face and stare at you. his breath always stunk
he would hop up on my bed and roll around. the funniest thing was when he got excited he would bury his head into the couch or under your leg pillow or blanket
he got gray in the face but when he perked up his ears he looked like a puppy, you could see the youth in his eyes.
baily was my first pet and i will never stop loving him. he loved me unconditionally and on so many occasions he made me happy again.
rest in peace my boo bear i always said that tank is my favorite but you know i was lying right? i love you.
he was 12 and up until 2 months ago he always acted like a puppy
it was weird one day he just started to move slow then he couldnt get up when he layed down and his paws would swell up. lately he wasnt eating and he lost a lot of weight, he was just wasting away and it was horrible
i came home from work on my lunch hour and the second i walked in the door tank flipped out (if you knew tank you would know he doesnt really do that) he started to jump around, stand on his hind legs push on my legs and ran back and forth to where bailey was laying. i think he knew something was wrong and he was trying to get my attention. i let tank and roxie outside and then went to help bailey as usual. when i went to get him on his feet he just stayed limp and fell right back down. he went to the bathroom where he layed. i cleaned him up and tryed again to get him up to get water cause he was breathing very heavy but again he went limp. amy got home and helped me get him to his pillow and then i had to go back to work. she ended up calling me an hour later to tell me that bailey was breathing slowly but heavily and then took a breath in but never let it out. after a minute his heart stopped.
it was horrilbe that amy had to witness that but im just glad that she was there... that anyone was there with him. i cant imagin how much more scared he would be if he was alone.
bailey was the funniest and stupiest dog you would have ever met. he loved getting his picture taken, anytime you had a camera in you hand he was right there in your face.
he knew how to give hugs, amy taught him that. we would sit on the floor and say "gimme a hug" and he would come over and put his head on your shoulder.
during the summer, more so when he was a puppy, he would run laps from the doorwall around the pool over to the gate then back to the doorwall to start all over again. it made our yeard a mess but we didnt mind because he was happy
he was always in the way and he loved to follow people around. he would walk right on your heels, it was so annoying
if he wanted you to pet him he would get right in your face and stare at you. his breath always stunk
he would hop up on my bed and roll around. the funniest thing was when he got excited he would bury his head into the couch or under your leg pillow or blanket
he got gray in the face but when he perked up his ears he looked like a puppy, you could see the youth in his eyes.
baily was my first pet and i will never stop loving him. he loved me unconditionally and on so many occasions he made me happy again.
rest in peace my boo bear i always said that tank is my favorite but you know i was lying right? i love you.