Bear,
He was a mini doberman I had gotten from a friend. It was love at first sight. He was orange not like the other pups in his litter just orange so to me he was unique. I am 13 so it was hard when he left. I am almost crying as I type this but I still hold strong. I know that somewhere out there he is waiting for me.
When I first got him he stayed inside because of his size. If he didn’t sleep in my bed he would scream and cry. If I put him in my bed he would go to sleep. Well when dad said he had to stay outside from now on I just about died. I cried secretly that night in the comfort of my room. I could still go outside so I did.
When I went out and sat down he would curl in my lap and go to sleep. If I was crying he would comfort me. We have next door neighbors that had about 5 dogs with them.
Well his dog Berny, a collie (I think), kept coming over the fence. We tried everything possible to keep him out but it didn’t work. Well I came home from school and that’s when my world crashed around my ears. My Step-mom told me what happened. Berny had gotten over the fence and killed my baby Bear. We sat on the ground outside and held each other crying. It was in fact the worse day of my life.
In loving memory of my baby Bear,
| Bear |
| Tonya Walsh |