Dazey made it to the astronomical age of 19. In those 6,935 days of her remarkable life she remained humble. Only sounding the alarm when absolutely necessary, and was always polite enough to knock before entering a room. My DoodleBopper girl is free of pain now. Her soul is up in the Heavens. Most likely trying to avoid her younger sister, Violet, and using that famous right hook she had to bop anyone that enters her "Dazey bubble." Thank you for 19 unforgettable years, my Dazey.