Life didn't see fit to be even remotely decent to you, and God didn't see fit to allow me to give you a better life. But however hard and cruel your existence, you did not die without a name. God, this is Bailey. Bless and keep his mighty little soul.
What kind of pet is he? Pic? ;-) Thank you for all the kind words, everyone. I can't begin to tell you how indescribably difficult it was to find the little fellow and not be able to anything but give him peace. In some ways, this was as bad as losing one of my other furry buddies back home.
Damn it Joe, I am heartbroken to hear your news. I am so sorry that he passed on but am so thankful that he had you to make his final days better and I hope the bastard that put him in his condition gets run over by a MACK truck, and then gets shat on by a pack of Pit Bulls. Here is to Bailey , may he arrive in Heaven a half hour before the devil knows he is dead.
