Bear's mom was a stray who had him in a bush by our house. Sadly, Bear's sister did not make it. His mom had neglected them, so what is there to do?! We took him in when he was a week old and began bottle feeding him. He's had a special place in my heart since that day. Yes, Bear is like any other dog. He tugs on his leash, jumps in the window seat, chases cars, barks at sticks, licks (EVERYTHING), and eats food off my plate. I love him to death despite all of it.
xoxo,
Taylor Nicole.
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Bear never seems to look directly at the camera. My apologies. |
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