Bailey

We lost Bailey on Friday. She was fine when we went to bed Wednesday night, but Thursday morning she was bloated and groaning in pain. The vet said that she must have drank a bunch of water, then rolled around or something causing her stomach to flip over. They opened her up and drained a gallon and a half of water out of her stomach, then pinned her stomach to the sides of her abdomen so that it wouldn't flip again. He said that they have had really good luck with the surgery in the past, but she was just too old (13 or so). She made it through the surgery, and even was sitting up later, but the next morning (Friday) she had a heart attack. They were able to revive her once, but then she had another one and was gone.

She loved her stuffed "babies," she didn't chew them at all, just carried them everywhere.

Black Dog is lonely now. She has never been alone before. She has been spending lots of time with us, but I don't think it is the same.
We got a sympathy card from our vet today, that was really sweet. We lost Ginger, our 22 year old calico cat, in February. That makes losing Bailey harder, I think. There is always new life though, our new kittens are 3 weeks old and getting pretty mobile.

We'll miss you Bailey!