Every morning for 3 hours before the shelter opens, the staff is assigned to clean various parts of the shelter, but since I have the most dog experience and am the only staff/volunteer person, I get to walk dogs instead of clean. Anyway I had been avoiding Bailey for over a week because he was breaking my heart with his whimpers when I would walk by. But yesterday I just walked to his kennel and took him outside and spent extra time with him. I guess somewhere in my heart I knew I had to say goodbye.

I made a complete dork of myself when he got adopted because I couldn't stop crying. I sat in on their counseling session so I could get a feel of what kind of people they were. They were really nice. They had just had to have their old Boxer put to sleep.

Then Jill who had been helping them let me do the adoption process. I kept trying to tell them things but would have to cut myself short to try to hold back the tears. They said for me not to worry because they would take really good care of him. I had the woman in tears too by the time they left. I went back and took him out of his kennel and kissed him goodbye and he went out the door with his new family. Oh geez, I can't stop the tears right now just talking about it.

Bailey was my dream dog. I really hope he's happy and I'm so glad he's out of that awful cage. I vow to one day I will have a Boxer who will be as perfect as him and I'm going to name him Bailey in his honor.