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Bailey, or the Budman, died May 25, so I thought I'd put together a little something for the people who love him and to introduce him posthumously to those who didn't know him. |
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Buddy was a pretty good sport about wearing bandanas, bows, just about anything we thought he'd look "nice" in. He even had an OSU ball cap! |
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My dad brought Bailey home in a plastic Kroger bag as a surprise; I still remember his little head peeking out over the top. |
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When Bailey was young, he liked to chew, as all puppies do, but he like to chew on our...razors. Never heard him whine because of his mouth being sore, but we know he did it. |
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He got into my mom's makeup once and had a lovely little Hitler-like mustache of mascara. |
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Bailey never seemed to mind close-ups, no matter how old he was! The first picture is a little crazy because he used to swing his head to the side and make silly noises, and he was in mid-swing for the photo. |
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Thank you to Jason for scanning these pictures in for me! |
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