First Writers Block – Bailey
I am sitting at my desk staring at one of my favorite pictures of Bailey our yellow lab and for the first time I have no words. I always have words. It is a blizzard outside so I just sit and watch the snow fly. There is no crazy story to share or drama with Bailey. She was our first pup purchased from a breeder. We weren’t looking for her, my daughter had friends who lived near the breeder and she called to say that I have to see this pup. She was the only girl left. I had no clue as to the cost of a pure bred dog. Our first dog was $25. Wow, I thought… I could buy a new couch AND loveseat or I can buy a dog. The dog won. She was a droopy-eyed mellow lab that was just irresistible. Bailey was the pup you dream of, moldable, let you just hold her all the time like a baby, dress her up, stage her in photo shoots. This time around was so different from the experiences with our other dogs before her, two being from shelters and one from a very rough beginning. I think back about her puphood and try to remember her life events. She wasn’t the one who started the kitchen on fire or the dog that ran through traffic at 5 pm. I realized writing this that she is the calm when there is chaos going on. She is the peace and comfort we turn to when we have a bad day. She is the dog when our other dogs somehow escaped the yard and ran away that was sitting on her dog bed patiently waiting for all parties to return. She loves her home.
When we had her in puppy school, the teacher used a command “Bailey…freeeeeee”. That was the signal for free play time. After eight years she still loves to hear that command. When she is on a leash she looks like all the joy is sucked out of her life, then I give the command when the coast is clear for her to run free, she comes to life again. Who doesn’t like to be free?
Bailey helped me heal after the loss of our dog Maddy. If it wasn’t for her I think I would have sunk into a deep depression. Losing dogs is a sadness like no other. You forget they are only here for a short period of time in your life. I cherish every single day I have with my dogs and try to give them the happiest life they can have.
Bailey & Riley
Sisters from different misters
Probably one of the best compliments I have ever received came from my neighbor Kathy. She said when she dies she wants to come back to life as one of my dogs. That means I have done my job of making our dogs the happiest they can truly be!
A Prayer For Animals
Hear our humble prayer, O God, for our friends the animals, especially for those who are suffering; for any that are lost or deserted or frightened or hungry.
We entreat for them all Thy mercy and pity, and for those who deal with them, we ask a heart of compassion and gentle hands and kindly words.
Make us, ourselves, to be true friends to animals and so to share the blessings of the merciful.