Bailey was not just a dog. She was my best friend, my late-night confidante, and the calm in my storm. She was one of my most important Lighthouses.
She had a heart as big as her paws. Her soul that somehow always understood mine. When the world felt heavy, Bailey would sit with me in the quiet hours of the night, listening without judgment, offering nothing but her presence, no ridicule. And that was everything.
She never needed words to show her love. It just to a look of those big beautiful eyes, a nuzzle, or the warm weight of her laying with me on the recliner told me I wasn't alone. She carried my secrets, my sorrow, and my joy, all with gentle patience.
Bailey girl, thank you for being my light in the dark, my laughter in the light, and the sweetest companion I could have ever asked for. You’ll always be with me in every quiet moment and in every part of my heart.
Rest easy big sweetie. You were so, so loved. Go chase those rabbits and Daddy will see you again.