Saturday, February 13, 2010

Goodbye my sweet Bear

You were one of the good things.

4 comments:

Firefly said...

I'm sorry, Jordan. Lossing a beloved pet is on of the most awful things and he (she?) looked like a sweet old dog. I'm dreading the day I have to let my Bleu dog go.

Jordan said...

Thanks firefly, yeah it was really hard. Harder than I ever imagined it might be, and I had been dreading it forever. He was fourteen, I've had him since I was eight, and it's justt an absolute tragedy. How old is Bleu?

Firefly said...

We've had her for about 10 years now but there is no telling how old she was when she adopted us. She just moved into the back of my dad's truck one day while he was in Breaux Bridge and wouldn't get out.
How did Bear come into your life?

Jordan said...

When I was in third grade a kid brought the litter of puppies that his dog had just had to class for show and tell. He passed them around the class, and I was the first one to hold Bear. When it was over, my mom picked me up and I begged and begged until they called the kid's parents and bought him for me.