Fanny and Bailey were inseparable and always together. Although she had been healthy all her life, Fanny developed a serious heart problem that was discovered when she was around 15 years old. Meanwhile, Bailey had become blind from an adrenal disease. Fanny would touch noses with Bailey and then Bailey would follow her around the house or wherever they were.
For years, Fanny was a constant companion for my husband and she mourned my husband for about 6 weeks after he died. At first, she kept running to the door – she was wearing herself out looking for him. A friend suggested that we take her to the funeral parlor to help her understand that he didn’t abandon her. While she did mourn, she never again looked for him.
Fanny was a wonderful companion and she and Bailey got me through my husband’s sudden death. I wanted Fanny to live forever, but I knew that to keep her alive longer than I did would have been very selfish. I held her in my arms and cried while they administered the medicine that would end her life. Losing her was especially difficult because she was a living link to my late husband. She died 8 years (almost to the day) after he died. Now, Bailey and I mourn for Fanny, and we will move forward in time without our beloved Fanny.
Fanny went first and now Bailey is gone too — my wonderful companions and babies. Unlike Fanny, Bailey had medical problems most of her life. Her spirit, however, was indomitable and she was the true essence of happiness! She would race around the house, a huge grin on her face and her ears flying behind her. She had a child’s toy Tigger that she loved to chase and attack with glee. If Fanny got herself in a jam, Bailey would come and bark until I followed her to find out what was going on. Bailey couldn’t focus on any one thing for very long: She was always off chasing the next butterfly as it came into view.
About two years before she died, Bailey decided she didn’t want to go for walks anymore. I took her to the vets and more vet specialists. Her eyesight was declining, but it was due to a disease called SARDS, which meant that the problem was in her brain, not in her eyes. She was still a happy dog, but she could no longer run and play.
Bailey was the most special dog one could ever ask for. Her spirit was so alive and it will live on in my heart forever. I will miss both of my girls always.