male Chocolate Lab
Bailey loved to be up North at the lake. Instead of hunting birds as he is bred to do, he instead was a fisherman. Bailey enjoyed pacing back in forth in the shallow part of the lake watching the sunnies go after his feet. He tried so hard to catch those little fishies, but never succeeded (except for the time I caught one and allowed him to take a peek.) He was my sweet fisherboy.
Everything Bailey did was a favorite memory to me. He was my first dog that I owned after moving out as a teenager. He was loved more than I can say. And he is missed everyday....