Thursday, April 14, 2011


How do you know when it's time ...

We let Bear go this afternoon..

My head tells me it was time because he didn't really have anything

left that gave him any joy..

but my heart hurts for the decision I made..

I miss him..

We named him Little Bear after the cartoon that my

kids loved when they were little.. but he got way too big for his name and

he turned into Big Bear.

Terrorizing teenagers, meter readers, ground hogs and mail people for many years.

He took joy in all that.

I think he had a good 15 years for the most part..

I really miss him.. I wish that wishing would have made him young again...


Joanna said...

Oh Deirdre, my heart goes out to you. You know you made the right decision, the hardest decision in the world.

I don't know what else to write, just that he was such a beautiful BIG baby. I know how much you are hurting, but try to hold on to the time in the future when you will be able to think of him and smile rather than with tears.

With love,


cat said...

I'm sorry for your loss!
You gave each other 15 awesome years! That's like forever in dog years and not long enough in human years. He will always be young in your heart.

Anonymous said...

good dog, good friend. he stood by you always. I miss him too