Bear the bear

We don’t do halloween at my house. Not really into it. But I couldn’t resist turning Bear the dog into Bear the bear.

He was less than thrilled with this idea.




Blame game

I’ve been blaming River for getting into the trash over the weekend.

I really thought it was her.

Bear has never gotten into the trash.

Seriously – never.

Well, today, when Bear went out to do his morning business I learned the truth. He had gotten into the trash. And all of it was coming out (thankfully).

I feel bad I’ve been blaming River.

Guess she isn’t all trouble.


While we are here…

By Monday afternoon, River’s diarrhea was still around. I brought her to work in case it kicked in, and after three quick trips outside I knew bringing her along to work was the right decision. A quick call to the vet, and she had an appointment set up the next day at the same time as Bear’s normally scheduled laser treatment. After all, if I was going to be there with Bear, having River checked out again was really easy and seemed like a good precaution.

Bear’s normal laser treatment session started normal – meaning he got to go for a car ride. Everything else was not normal.

River was there. He was not thrilled. I’m sure he treasured his time alone from her. He did not seem pleased that she was following him and ruining his usually calm, relaxed routine.

When we got to the vet’s office, the vet tech quickly ushered us into a room. She had picked up on the fact another client was anxious around the dogs. This only reminded me why I love this vet office. I didn’t even remotely mind. Plus, while we waited, Bear walked up on a scale and voluntarily weighed himself. He’s about 43 pounds now.

River waiting for her test results.

It wasn’t long before Bear was taken for his laser and River got checked out. Dr A did a great job getting the history of what’s been on going for the past week. She was a bit more concerned about the trash River ate than the emergency vet was, but overall decided more time was needed for River to resolve her issues. The odd thing was River’s poop sample.  It had no bacteria in it – no good or bad bacteria. None. So, she loaded us up with probiotics to get River’s gut going again.

Hopefully, with the continued chicken and rice along with probiotics River will be back to normal soon.

Bear’s Favorite Co-worker

Bear had settled in nicely while I was working. He found a spot on the floor and was napping. I was deep in a pile of work, focused – not paying attention to him.

It wasn’t long after lunch that I heard a co-worker exclaim, “Bear – where you going?”

I looked around. He was gone.

I had my suspicions. Evie must be around.

Sure enough, I found Bear. He had heard/smelled Evie and went wandering until he found her.

They get along great, and this time was no exception. They had a few minutes of play time before we broke them up so we could get back to work.

But that didn’t mean Bear didn’t go wandering a bit later until he found her. But this time, she was contained. And, fortunately, she is still too young to figure out how to leap over her barricade.


Six months

I almost didn’t notice.

But it has been six months.

Six months since Bear spent the weekend in the doggie ER.

Six months since he was at his worst and I didn’t know if I’d see him again.

Thankfully, he recovered. With flying colors.

And that weekend ended up being a turning point for him.

He started to walk again without wobbling.

He started to knuckle less.

He started to enjoy life again.

Every day, when I see him run in the backyard, I’m grateful.

Every day, when he bounds up the steps, I’m grateful.

Every day, when he greets me in the morning and cuddles up next to me, I’m grateful.

Every day, when he’s at the office and folks compliment his sweet disposition, I’m grateful.

Senior dogs deserve all the chances in the world.

Bear proves that.




Center Court Lunch

When it was warm outside, Bear had no trouble joining me for lunch at our local Chipotle – they have outdoor seating. But once it got cold, we resorted to getting our food to go and eating it in “Center Court”.

What’s “Center Court”? At my company, it is this awesome place to just chill. Lots of tables and areas to socialize with co-workers.

To River – it is scary.

UNADJUSTEDNONRAW_thumb_e4e1To Bear – it is a very empty place.

These days, he joins us as we eat lunch at one of the booths. And, sometimes, he sits quietly watching us, hoping we’ll toss him a scrap.

Other times, he is sniffing around all the other tables. Or saying hi to everyone else to see if they want to share their lunch.

Unlike River, these floors don’t scare him.



Just to see

UNADJUSTEDNONRAW_thumb_e445Bear now accompanies me to work on random days. Always on his vet appointment days. And usually one other day of the week – typically Tuesday.

He likes it.

And my co-workers all seem to like it.

In fact, today, a co-worker, Leo, stopped by pretty early, just to say hi to Bear.

“I walk by everyday, just to see if he’s here,” he said.

Bear – bringing happiness to everyone.

Fridays = Puppy days

Last Friday was a bit rough for some co-workers. So, I brought Bear to help ease the pain of the day.

Then Evie showed up.

Let’s just say, fun was had by all.

(Seriously – I think senior Bear really likes this puppy).