Meet Bear Bear. He was dumped off on the side of the road when he was about 6-8 weeks old. My friend who found him couldn't keep him because his cat kept attacking poor Bear. He ended up with a nice scar between his eyes. He came home November 21, 2014 (the day after Thanksgiving). I am truly thankful for this gift. Even as I write this I am still overwhelmed by immense feelings. The reason for this is because he passed November 4, 2016. I quite literally stumbled over him walking in the door. I thought he had been knocked over by our other dog while I was trying to get in the door. I wish that had been the case. My husband picked me up from work and usually brought the dogs with him. This particular night he didn't. Which is why he was at the front door, since that is the door my husband went through. In the 30 minutes from my husband picking me up and the ride back home, is the time frame this occurred in. My beautiful gentle soul with ice blue eyes last image in my mind with his tongue hanging out and his eyes that weren't his, they were green. The vet said he had an aneurysm. It was the only way to explain the color change of his eyes, it was the blood pooling behind them.
This charismatic, mellow goofball came when I actually needed him the most in my life. I had just gotten my PTSD diagnosis along with the depression and anxiety was out of control. He was my comfort. I miss him greatly. I still bawl like a baby remembering him.
We always wonder what breed he was. He had a curled tail like a Husky. He was only about 50 lbs. He was just slightly larger than our Heeler yet a lean build. His coat was black and white and he had ice blue eyes. The first picture you can't even see the color Our vet at first, when he was little, thought he was an Akita. As you can see that is not the case. He had the most amazing disposition. He was just a mellow guy. When I would sit at my desk, he would climb in my chair wedge himself between me and the back of my chair. Yes it was a tight fit, but he was content. He would wrap himself around me then stick his head under my left arm and rest it on the arm rest. He just wanted to be close.
If you came into the house he would wait for you to sit down then climb up on the couch and sit right next to you almost on you. He would end up laying his head down and look up at you as though he was looking at you upside down. Yes that was the 'You are going to pet me now command'. As you can see his collar, we had to get a reflective one since at night you could not see him outside. He was a chatty one, if wanted something, he would let you know. His bark, I thought was pretty deep. He scared a few people that walked by, since they could hear him, but not see him.
Now my baby is waiting for us at the rainbow bridge.
I tried to get a couple of videos up, but no luck. Sorry, for the unbecoming photo of me, I just wanted to show you guys part of his silliness. It was very common for him to come up and lay on me like that.
All of the pictures are mine. Funny you can see that I got a new phone when my pictures get better.
I guess I'm in time for #dogsofsteemit
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Love,