Well, it was actually Wednesday, but rainy in London nonetheless. It also reflected my mood as this is the day I spoke with my mom and found out Baily had been put down. It hurt tremendously - like the sky was shedding tears with me. I remember when I got little Baily as a tiny puppy. My dad loved her as a friend and companion. And after he passed away in 2003, my mom developed a special relationship with her that filled her days with joy. We all miss her.
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