As you may have noticed from my new signature(at the bottom of my posts), my little family
recently had to say goodbye to our beloved dog, Bear. I was very sad to hold him in my arms as he passed peacefully in the vet's office. It was very sudden & shocking for myself, my wife & daughter. Bear was only 10 years old; thought we'd get another 5 years or so with him. Unfortunately, we don't get to make those decisions. This is Bear...
One of our first pics of our new puppy. My daughter, Becca, named him Bear, 'cuz she said he looked like a baby polar bear...
He became Becca's alarm clock; an alarm clock that tried to lick her face off every morning!
He loved his toys...
But, hated bugs! He's barking at a gray drake on my thumb...
Bear loved to dress up(not really)...
And, he loved to fight with his stuffed toys.
Sometimes he won...
Donkey had his number, though...
Bear could sleep anywhere, but he especially loved our new furniture. He sleep-tested every inch of it in the few months that we've had it. His favorite spot, though, was always the one that someone had just vacated; he just lived to steal our seats!
He's been gone 3 weeks, and I still return to the living room half expecting him to be in my chair...
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