Polar Bear A.K.A Baby Bear
Well it all began Dec 2000, We rescued him from the dog pound as a puppy, him & his sister were found in duffel bag beside a BFI bin just before Christmas. We were actually at the pound to help my mom find a dog for her self & we noticed him & fell in love with him, so decided we would bring Yukon (my other dog) back to see if the two of them connected, sure enough they did. So we decided yes we wanted him to join our family. He wasn't able to come home with us that day but after the new year. I picked him up at the vet where he had been neutered, duke claws removed & had his hernia fixed. Poor puppy all bandaged up finally got to come to his new awaiting home. As he recovered & bonded with Yukon & us, we weren't sure what to name him, but seeing as he looked like a baby Polar bear we decided that would be his name. Yukon took him in right away, almost as if he was his baby (Yukon is a yr older) Being winter & cold out I remember seeing Yukon always making sure bear was warm, Yukon would be wrapped right around him. Polar Bear was a very shy & scared puppy, whoever had him really abused him. He would sleep under my end table beside my bed. He was shy of strangers right to the day he past away. He made a lot of progress though I was the only one he trusted 100%. When I began to live alone both my boys became very protective over me which was nice being a single female. Bear being so delicate as a puppy he became my baby & me his protector. I was the only person he would be relaxed with & the only one who he would play with.... we had lots of great & sad times together. He was a very proud, loving caring & very gentle dog. He was great with kids as well he had a special bond with my nephew, it was lovely to see them snuggled up together on Bears bed.
He was there for me when mom passed, wouldn't leave my side at all, even when I went to use the washroom/shower he would follow. I'm not sure where I would be right now if it wasn't for my boys they really did help with my healing. Always there to give me the love I needed when I was down & out. When we moved from Chestermere last year we moved close to the river which bear loved, he was always shy to go in the water but if it was hot enough he was in.
Every night when I went to bed he would be in his bed beside mine with his head perched up on my bed looking at me. In the am I would sing good morning to wake them both up I still sing in am but well its not the same when u got two fur balls to wake up to. When I wasn't home he would wait in the living room for me at all times. After work day or eve he was there waiting & would be extremely excited to see me, he would say his hellos then go to his bed. Sometimes I would sneak in without him hearing me & he would be sound sleep on the couch or floor, I would say "hi baby" as I walked in & the look on his face was priceless so happy to see me, he loved me so much & I could see it in his eyes.....
Mid Feb is when he started getting sick with a cough & heavy breathing, vets didn't know what was wrong, at first they thought it was anemonia so we treated that, then kinda like seizers but I felt more x-rays were needed, turns out lungs were still cloudy of what not sure the last week of his life he had less of an appetite & became very weak. I had the joys of spending the day before he past just me & him, he looked like he was doing better, that night he wasn't doing good, the following morning I knew something wasn't right & called my friend I was scared to leave him, I went outside & he passed away in my arms. I'm very thankful I was home with my baby. May he rest in peace. As my heart aches each day I stay strong for Yukon & keep him busy as he lost his best friend as well.