This here is Bailey. Mooch extrodinaire, and professional bedwarmer. He opens doors, (even those round twisty ones) Jumps on your bed and sleeps there till it's around time for you to come home. In which he suddenly runs back to his little bed.

Or at least that's what he did.

At 8:24AM April 11th 2012. Bailey passed away in his own bed while asleep. He was Family, He was my best friend, and now he's gone.

It's always upsetting when you lose family like this, I grew up with this guy and he was like an extra fluffy brother. We would fight, we would shout, and we would hang out. But that can't happen anymore. He's gone.

In a hour or so my sister will come home from school to find out the news. We'll be bringing him down to get cremeated this afternoon.

Try not to sniff too many butts up there in doggy heaven Pup. You reached 90(dog years) after all. Show some of that wisdom you gained!

You'll Be sorely missed.