You came into our lives as a 8-week old bundle of soft yellow fur, full of energy and mischief. When you weren’t eating the shoelaces off our shoes (while we were still wearing them) or finding some other way to get into trouble, you were growing up to be our sweet Cheddar Bear. Remember when I taught you how to go down the stairs? One at a time, with Snausages on each
step to entice you down. 🙂
You grew up to be the best and sweetest dog in the whole world. You didn’t have a mean bone in your body and never once even so much as growled. You simply
loved everybody and everything.
You met your little brother Captain when you were 5, and even though you were 4 times his size you always let him win your (many) wresting matches. You two became instant best buddies and were inseparable. You didn’t care that this little guy became the ‘boss’, you were just happy
to be with us and him.
You were a natural bird hunter and made us very proud so many times over it’s too many to count. You sure loved to go out and find those birdies, didn’t you! When Remington came into your life at 9, you realized soon you’d have to pass the birdie ‘torch’ on to him and did it happily.
Your most favorite thing in the whole world (other than eating) was to play ball. You would play for hours on end, never tiring of running and fetching. You could catch that tennis ball on the bounce so high up we nicknamed you ‘Air Chester’! No other dog could or will ever be as good at ball as you. We hope you are teaching Remington to finally learn how to catch that darn thing!
Old age finally caught up and got the best of you. You went from 92 pounds to 62 pounds as the years withered your hips and legs down to nothing. When you stopped being able to climb the stairs Daddy carried you where ever you needed to go. When you finally stopped being able to even stand, you looked at us and told us it was time for you to go over the Rainbow Bridge and see Remington again.
We love you so very, very much, sweet Chester. NO one will EVER be able to take your place. God broke the mold
when He made you.
Captain layed at your side yesterday as we did, the whole time while the nice lady vet gave you a shot to make you go to sleep, one last time. I know you knew we were there and took comfort from it. Captain misses you so much, he keeps looking and looking for you, hoping you’ll be around the next corner. We tell him he will see you and Remington someday so he shouldn’t be so sad.
We know you are now romping and playing and hunting with Remington and all the other doggies and kitties and other sweet pets that have crossed the Rainbow Bridge before you. Your legs are healthy and strong again, never
to hurt or fail you again.
We look forward to the day when we all can be together once again and be a family once more. Daddy, Captain and I miss you so much, sweet Cheddar Bear. We know that when we do finally see you again you and Remington will greet us on the Bridge with your tennis ball in your mouth, ready to play and play and play….until that day, know that you will always be in our hearts, forever and ever.