It doesn't seem that long ago that we were introduced and needless to say we were all immediately smitten with you. Your sweet & gentle disposition and furry softness were too much to resist. We "fought" over what your name would be and eventually I won out... The color of your fur reminded me of "Bailey's Irish Cream". She will be called Bailey! Papa snagged your middle name....Tinkerbell..and so it was, you were named
Bailey Tinkerbell Dawg.
You were friend, companion, protector of all, and an important part of our family. Nobody knew how to "give paw" like you, "speak" as loudly as you did, or "lay down" with such a graceful flop. At mealtime there was no dog louder "demanding" her boy to "feed me! feed me!". And whether it was a doorbell, stranger at the door or a flying bug, you were there to protect & conquer. No fly, bee, or cricket stood a chance against your fluff and jaws of speed.
Whether you were playing hide n' seek...Working the runway...(err, patio)
Snagging cigar butts...
Loving your boyor Celebrating your birthday, you did it with happiness .
And although you were an "old lady" you were still there with us, rooting for our team...We loved you more and more each day and yet the inevitable happened...
You continued to grow older...you slowed down...and you slept most of the time. Then I saw it happening...your little light didn't shine as bright and began to fade til it was no more then a flicker. I kept you home with us as long as I could so you'd have your family around you when it was your time to go, but close to the end it was apparent it wasn't going to be easy. Your body was dying and things were happening that would humiliate you, and I knew that if there was anything else I could give you in this life, besides my love, it was your dignity. So in the end, although you were in a doctor's office, it was mine and papa's face you saw at the end. With all the love my heart could hold, and with tears in my eyes, I stroked your head and told you it was okay to go now.
Sleep well Bailey Fa-Failey...we'll see you again at Rainbow Bridge. Wait for us.
November 22, 1997-December 14, 2008
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 vigor; 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. Her bright eyes are intent; Her eager body quivers. Suddenly she begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, her legs carrying her 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....