Bailey and Us…I Remember When

I remember when we saw him for the first time…his ears too big for his puppy-sized head…his bark short and comical to hear…his hound voice yet to be discovered…his brown eyes and his birthday, both same as my wife’s sealed the deal…

I remember picking him up at the mall…that’s right, we bought him at a pet store, and after 14 years turns out he was a helluva deal…him and the kids went through obedience training, but it didn’t take…God love ’em, those kids were too crazy…

I remember the night we bought him home from the vet’s office…drugged up on pain medication…castration they called it on the bill…responsible ownership they told us…in the back of my mind I still think cruel and heartless…

I remember when curiosity got the better of him…an introduction to electricity and the hazards of chewing electric cords…so that’s what fried beagle smells like…it only ever happened once…I remember how he chewed the rug in our family room…the vote was close…should we replace just the rug?…or him too?…

We all had our nicknames for Bailey…Bailsey, Beagle, Baileydammit…the last one mine, reserved for those times he decided to take a run around the neighborhood…never said we were very creative…

I remember stuffed mallards, rubber balls, and any number of other toys he would fetch and wrestle over…the way he would shake those stuffed mallards as he ran with them…drop a ball at your feet and howl a beagle howl to go again…how he ran up the back stairs in the house, down the hallway to the front stairs, then down and around to the back again…throw it again he dared…

Bailey’s 14 this month…he can’t run the stairs and he only walks when he used to run…he’s come to some kind of agreement with the rabbits in the yard…they don’t even Scamper  for the trees at the sight of him coming out of the house anymore…he walks with a limp…sometime front, sometimes back(?), depends how he slept…he still has most of his teeth, just not all…and apparently there must be male-pattern baldness in his family, how can a 13-inch beagle lose so much hair?…

…he sleeps more now…but as always, there’s never a meal or a treat he’ll pass on…the vet says his heart is good, so we’re looking forward to another year of remembering Bailey when…

 

3 thoughts on “Bailey and Us…I Remember When”

  1. What a fantastic post about your dog! Loved it! Our dog Ozo, O-zie, O-zie-poo, Ozo-Bozzo, the O’ster and simply O’s – is now working on 8 years old. This Shih Tzu still has a lot of fire in him and will tear around the living room for a couple seconds (not as much as before)…and I do see him having more difficulty jumping up onto our bed…sometimes, he doesn’t make it and bounces off and has to try a 2nd time. Mr. Ozo is primarily white, but he used to have a lot of soft patches of light brown…those white and brown patches used to be very distinct and beautiful…now they blend in more and lighter, his sign of aging.

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    1. Thanks for reading the post and sharing some of Ozo’s story. Sounds like Ozo is a great family pet and I hope you have a lot more years to enjoy him. Maybe sometime you can share some more of his story.
      Today was a tough day for Bailey, he was unable to walk because of his arthritis, really sad to see. Also took him to the vet because it had never been that bad before…some blood work, some pills and $300 later, he’s home and feeling more like himself. Thanks again and look forward to connecting again some time.

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