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Saturday, January 5, 2013
Bear Bear
We interrupt this blog to say goodbye to dear Bear, whom we put down last night. He was 16 last August, and he kept us wacky, enthusiastic, cuddly comfort. Yani married him when she was six years old. Last night Laura and I wept like -- well, like we were losing our Bear.
His wobbly little old man gait and precious way of reaching out to connect and get some love have been fixture in Shop Talk. Happy Trails, dear Bear.
ReplyDeleteOh dear, very sorry. Bear looks terribly sweet. Savor all the sweet memories and know that you gave him a great home for such a long life.
ReplyDeleteSo Sorry. :-(
ReplyDeleteWhat a cute doggie.