In Memory of my Bear Boy
My dog: Pugsly Bear Miller (We called him: Bear) passed away this year. He was 8. He was my precious boy. He was a Boston Terrier. So Handsome. So smart. So sweet. He was the best dog an owner could have. I am not married, nor do I have children. Bear was my baby boy. He was my gift from Heaven. I prayed for something to love and God provided him for me. I was so blessed to have him in my life for 8 years. He was always by my side. When I was happy, he was happy. When I was sad, he was sad. When I was afraid, he knew it and comforted me. When I was angry, he was forgiving. He was amazing. The picture you are looking at is the picture they took of us the day I had to put him asleep. What an awful day! But, I am one of these people that believe that my Bear is in Heaven. Why would God create such a wonderful creature and then just let in be gone forever. Doesn't make since. So I know Bear is waiting on me. I will see him again, but until then, I will miss him and everyday remember how precious, and wonderful he is. Bear, keeping running free in the fields of Heaven, play with other dogs, obey Jesus and I will be with you someday. I know you will meet me there. I love you always. Mommy
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