Oh, Jan and Dave,
I'm stunned and I'm so sorry, both for you and for the rest of us who will no longer get to see Bailey. It seems like yesterday that we first met at NCR right after she was adopted. She was so shy and spooky that she bolted from the gate and had to be caught in the parking lot. I remember the jubilation when she was safely found in that wet, cold, muddy cornfield and how thrilled the people who saw her sign at Timmie's drive-thru were to help search for her. Every day so many of us went to that field after work, at night, any time, hoping to catch a glimpse of her. The shoes that I was wearing are still muddy Last month when we got together at NCR I never dreamed that she would become so ill. She was running, nipping, and being her usual sh@tdisturber self
Bailey came so far thanks to the love demonstrated by you, Dave and Ben. She was a happy girlie.
I'm sure Loca was thrilled to see her friend. I like to think that they are gossiping up a storm, comparing notes over martinis and talking about how much they loved us, in spite of the fact that they had us twisted around their paws.
I already miss Bailey. Please promise you'll call if you want to talk or celebrate her life.
robin