Friday, July 11, 2008

Losing my direction and Bear




It is easy to lose your direction in this world. To lose what your focus is. And I started to. Bear saved me and bought me back:
At 5 pm this evening I fed the gang all 8 of them. It was nice out so I sat outside by the pool while they all swam and played. Its a really great feeling to know we have provided this environment for them.
Bear stiffly came out and laid right next to the pool. Bear our big old bear is a chocolate lab we adopted after he had been badly neglected and then turned into the shelter on Thanksgiving 18 months ago. Bear had never been petted or very little, he would shiver every time he was stroked that first month. He had never slept on a dog bed so we had to teach him step by step how to. His sides and legs are still covered in raw calluses where he slept on cement for years. He had no idea about treats and was extremely under nourished, OK bony, his spine and hips were clearly visible when we bought him home. His situation was so dire and abusive the local paper did a story on him. Apparently the owner decided Bear was no longer worthy of his attention and set him free. Bear was picked up and taken to the local shelter where the owner was contacted and came in. Bear was despondent, he lit up at the site of his owner we are told, but the owner only wanted the electronic dog collar back, long and short of it, the police were called and the owner left Bear behind with the collar. That's when LLROC came into the picture. They rescued him from he shelter, but who would want a dog 12 years old around the holidays? That's where David my husband comes into the picture. Bear lives with us now, he smiles and eats lots of Bananas, he has lost a toe and takes meds to keep him moving, sometimes he gets lost in our backyard but his brothers and sisters will always run out to get him and nudge him home and when he can't walk because his arthritis is so bad my husband will carry him out and bring him in, no small feat since Bear now weighs 80 pounds.
But as he lay by the pool tonight I hugged him and smelled deeply into his fur trying to commit his scent to my mind and senses as I want to always remember this great animal. As I know my time with this wonderful creature is limited as it always is when an angel comes into your life to teach you something. I have learned.
Bear is rescued and safe and loved and has his space in front of our big stone fireplace on cold winters nights and keeps cool on summer days in David's office on a 100 year old oriental rug. He has lived long beyond the vets expectations, and has been a great Labassador with his contagious smile. Bear I love you.
To help puppies, disabled and older dogs like Bear please contact http://rescuealab.com or http://petfinder.com
even a visit to the site can make a difference as you may know someone who would like a Lab or help out this cause.

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Politics and Fido

...a Latin name meaning "I am faithful." As such it is a terrific name for the average protective and loyal family dog. However, it gets its popularity from a celebrity tie-in. Apparently, Abraham Lincoln, a largely self-educated but very erudite man, named his dog Fido. Americans followed suit in droves, putting the dog name Fido firmly in the top 20 names. Lincoln’s choice of Fido for his dog’s name was perfectly logical. Fido is the Latin for faithful, which when dealing with any pet dog is entirely appropriate