One of my best pals died today. His name was Bear and he was only 3 years old. You may have seen pictures of Bear or my posts about him. He was my Chocolate Labrador, the one I always wanted. My SO and I got him when he was 8 weeks old. I saw him grow from this cute little yipping puppy to a big handsome dog with a deep bark. Bear was always happy. One of the happiest dogs I knew. The only things that made him sad were baths and ear cleanings, even then he was still cute. Sometimes he still acted like a puppy, despite being 120lbs.
Bear was a huge part of my life. He always made me smile. I get really close to my dogs and consider them to be my family. Losing him has been really hard, especially since he was so young. There were still so many things I wanted to do with him. Now, I’ll never get to. I suppose the good thing is that he died in his sleep. He looked peaceful and didn’t seem to be suffering. I took him for his last walk yesterday night and he was as happy as can be. I’ll always remember him as my happy Bear.
Here are two posts I mentioned Bear:
I love you Beary Boo and miss you so much. You’ll always be in my heart.