Saturday, September 22, 2012

A Good Dog


Amy's dog, Bailey, died on Tuesday.

He would have been 11 in November.

We are unbelievable sad about it.

He's been in bad shape for awhile now--his hips weren't good--and, we all knew that he was getting to the point that they needed to make the decision to put him down.  I don't think any of us thought that he would go downhill so quickly or so soon, though--we just saw him on Sunday.

I'm thankful that I went back in for a last cuddle with him as we were leaving.

Amy got Bailey when we got Cooper--they were litter mates.

Cooper and Bailey--2 months
Unlike Bailey, though, Cooper's in great shape.  I'm thankful for that, but it makes me extra sad that Bailey got dealt such a bad hand.  

Our Maggie, on the other hand, is three years younger and seems to be on her way down the same path as Bailey.

I've always thought that, when the time comes, I would much rather my dogs go on their own, than having to make the call to put them down.  I just don't know how either Ben or I could make that decision.  After hearing what Amy and Bailey had to go through on Tuesday, though, I pray that we make that decision before the suffering really sets in.  

Bailey sure was a good dog.  

We are going to miss him--a lot.