A friend wrote this for me to honor my dog Bear….

When I say “Boo Bear” I want you to know
I’m not talking about a stuffed toy
When you talk to him he “cocks” his head,
My 100 pound bundle of joy.
His muzzle so masculine we go for our walks,
My protector on leash beside me.
Mention his friends: he knows them by name
Whether it’s Otto, Sadie or Freddie
He whispers to Nathan, “I want a playmate”
“A poodle or Lhasa would be nice”
“But on the other paw, I might just get jealous,
My nose out of joint to be precise!!
He has a way of fattening his lips
Whenever you talk to him
But just don.t mention the groomers or vet,
Chances of him loving it are slim!
I know how he likes his chow, chow, chow
And he loves to play hide and seek.
With his possum in his mouth, a toy one of course,
His “soccer ball” passed by his feet
He lies on the bathroom floor standing guard,
While mommy her shower takes.
I have to go with him outside for his “business”
Like most dogs it’s CATS that he hates!
He loves getting cookies, his favorite treat.
His attributes there are so many
But there’s a hole he fills in my heart
From losing my “Lucky Penny!”
Bear will be with us till he passes away
To that doggy heaven in the sky.
But until that time comes, I treasure him,
For Bear’s “The apple of my eye”

Hugz Blondie and Boo Bear