Photo Comments Age: 12 Years Sex: Male Weight: 51-100 lbs
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Bugaboo-Bear, LL Bear, Baby-Bear, Lovebug
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November 26th 2004
Being next to Mommy, playing with other doggies, and cookies.
I growl at some men; I don't like the water
Kong - Wubba
I know hand commands instead of spoken; I also know the difference between my left and right feet; I will let my mommy put treats on my nose or in front of me and I won't eat them until she says, "Okay."
I was in San Antonio, TX looking for a Great Dane or English Mastiff. I had no luck finding a large breed at the local pound or Humane Society. The Rescue's in the area wouldn't return calls, answer their doors, and pretty much wouldn't give me the time of day. They were pretty snooty. I finally gave up and while sitting in the Humane Society parking lot, was looking through the paper to buy a full-breed when my guilty concience caught hold of me. I went to the puppy room one more time and found a German Shepherd, but she didn't seem to care about getting near me. Every time I walked past "Little Bear's" kennel, he came forward and cried to me, and when other people went near him, he backed up in the kennel as if he didn't want them near him. He picked me out...and I spent the next 3-hours playing with him and adopted him right there on the spot.
Bear began his life in San Antonio, but he has also lived on the coast of Maine and coastal California.
Christmas 2007, Bear hurt his knee. On June 5, 2007 he had TPLO surgery on his knee, removing his ACL and meniscus. Two days after Christmas2008, he hurt his other knee. He then had TPLO surgery again so I'm hoping there will be no further injuries. Thank goodness for pet insurance which covered most of it, but even if I didn't have that coverage, I would have had it done. He's my best friend and I just can't imagine my life without him.
He has two best friends...Buster, another mixed breed...and Stewie, an 8-lb Chihuahua that he is overly protective of.
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November 27th 2009 10:11 am
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Yesterday was Bear's 5th birthday and he's still a big baby. He had Stewie over and they had some treats and a small bit of turkey, since it was also Thanksgiving. I haven't exactly been active on Bear's page since I've been in a 3rd world country for nearly a year, working about 20 hours a day. Bear stayed with Stewie while I was gone and they have become even more attached. While I was gone, he had his second TPLO surgery, and I know I couldn't have left Bear with better people. They took great care of him and I know he now misses having more people in the house. When I first arrived back home, Bear got worried every time I walked out the door...wondering if I was going to come back. I think now he's realized that I'm not going to be leaving him again, and I'll be home every night after work (and I always come home at lunch to let him out as well). We're hoping to move away from California since neither of us really like it here. He's still spoiled rotten, getting new toys all the time. He no longer shreds stuffed animals after he had Winnie-The-Pooh keep him company during his first TPLO surgery. Sometimes he still shakes one around a bit once in a while, but he does this to his favorite toy (the Kong Wubba) as well. Soon I will be purchasing a larger vehicle that will make him more comfortable when we travel. I've been driving a small Honda Civic 2-door for 10-years and it's past time to move up and get an SUV for camping and giving Bear more space on road trips. He LOVES riding in the car, but he needs his own windows to look at the "moo-moo's" (this is what we call cows AND horses). He gets so excited when he sees them.
Last October we drove to Solvang, California where they had Dogtoberfest and he was so excited and wound up. He slept well that afternoon after so much excitement and other dogs around. He also got a close up of the "moo-moo's" (work horses) where he went nuts. I'm dying to see how he'd be if I was able to let him loose in a field with cows or horses. He wouldn't know what to do. We recently went to the beach where he ran and played in the sand....so much fun chasing birds! He even got his feet a little wet which surprised me since he doesn't like the water, nor does he swim.
We don't know what's in store for our future, but we're still having fun now while we can. I'd love to get him another dog but due to my job I move too often and if I get sent away again, it would be too hard to find someone to care for two dogs...it's hard enough trying to find someone I trust with my Bear.
July 4th 2008 10:08 am
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Hello all! So far I am doing well. I have to stay on tranquilizers until I get my post-operation X-Rays, which will be 6-weeks after my surgery. Only two more weeks to go and my mommy can begin walking me again, but just on short walks to the mailbox and a little further every couple of weeks. I miss my friends, Buster and Hatcher, and can't wait to be able to see them again. Sometimes my mommy comes home smelling like them and I know they miss me also. Their mommy and daddy stopped by to visit me and said that Buster is moping around the house and is very depressed without me there. He still stands in the window every morning waiting for me to show up. The doctor said I can't be around other dogs for four months and I don't know if I can wait that long. For the meantime, we are trading back and forth a blanket so we can smell each other.
I have been thinking I am capable of running when mommy lets me out of the kennel to go outside to do my duty, but this makes me hurt and limp a little bit so mommy has to keep me on a short leash. I have had some very rough days and some very good days, but overall I am getting better. I got my staples out two weeks ago and I really don't like my surgeon, but I like all the ladies that work for him. I let the ladies pull my staples out (or at least the ones I didn't pull out myself) without a muzzle but I need a muzzle when the mean doctor is near me. I don't like him at all! I don't think he likes dogs and is only in it for the money. Anyway, I had pulled a few of the staples out myself and mommy had to put butterfly stitches and band-aids over it because it was gapping open. I would try to pull those off also, but mommy had put some ucky tasting stuff around them so I wouldn't pull them off. She tried putting a lick collar on me, one of the inflatable ones, but I bit the strap so it would come right off so she wasted her money on that! She couldn't put a cone shaped collar on me because I have to stay in the kennel and it wouldn't fit in the door.
That's all for now. I hope you all are well, and I hope King feels better soon also (he is also hurt). Thank you to all the people who take care of their doggies instead of putting them down when they are hurt. It really shows you are a loving, generous person.
June 7th 2008 9:46 am
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Yesterday my mommy brought me home from the hospital after having TPLO surgery on my knee. My knee was bleeding before I left the hospital and they told my mommy it was nothing to worry about. When mommy got me home she looked at it closely and noticed that one of my staples wasn't in correctly and was instead straight into the incision. It kept bleeding a little bit so my mommy put a butterfly stitch over it to keep it closed since the hospital is closed. The bleeding seems to have stopped now, so I'm glad she had butterfly stitches. I was getting tired of trying to clean blood off my belly, where my knee would lay when I'm curled up.
I would like to think that I can walk on my leg without mommy's help but she keeps putting the strap under my belly to take me outside to go potty. I am stubborn though and can't understand why she does this and I try again to walk on my own so mommy makes me go in the kennel. She also brought out my favorite blanket...a mink blanket from Korea that I always lay on since it keeps me warm. I was worried that mommy would get mad if blood got on it since it's white, but she doesn't seem that worried about it and just wants me to be comfortable.
I wish mommy could spend all day lying next to me, but she has to do housework also and keeps telling me, "Lay down!" when I try to help. I think soon she will bring out the awful vacuum and scare me to pieces. I don't like the vacuum...or the ironing board or the camera tripod. I don't like mommy's crutches either but she's not using them this week.
My mommy told me that tonight I am getting tri-tip for dinner. I can't wait. She is spoiling me right now while I heal up.
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