Regina, what a precious girl Bailey was. I can tell she is still with you every day. Your words make me see her, standing waiting for the warm towel! Her personality filled your life. It leaves such an emptiness when they go, doesn't it. I think that's a testament to how much they loved us and we them. But our fur babies are no longer frail and sick or in pain, they can run and play again, and I think they want us to be happy again and remember the good times as they wait for us.
Thank you for signing my Hobbs' guest book. As you see, I lost my boy just two weeks ago today, it seems like so much longer. I say good morning and good night to him every day. I miss him so. But although they aren't with us physically, they will always be near us in spirit and in our hearts. I like to think of your Bailey trotting up to greet my Hobbs, both tails wagging. And we know we will see them one day again at the Bridge.
Blessings to you and Bailey,