|PoppaBear RIP Aug 16, 1995
- June 20, 2009 |
Next to the parking lot of my warehouse, another business kept Bonnie,
an old German shepherd dog. She was trapped behind a chain link fence.
You can see her in the top right of this picture. She was neglected; her
condition was sad and my wife and the local workers at the Wonder Bread
warehouse across the street would feed and give fresh water to her every
day. Her owner was absent most of the time and provided almost no care.
In August 1995 a stray dog began to keep Bonnie company outside the chain
link fence. He was another sad stray just abandoned to the streets. So
we began to take care of him also and called him Poppa Bear. He was about
six months old. Another big puppy. For a few days he just slept on the
sidewalk just outside Bonnies fence. My wife would leave the warehouse,
and drive around the block a couple of times to see if he would wander
away. But he just stayed there and slept on that hard pavement.
Someone notified to the dog catcher and shortly thereafter he placed an
official notice on that chain link fence that he would confiscate these
dogs in 5 days if the owners did not provide proper care. We decided to
adopt Poppa Bear since he was homeless and Bonnie was then removed (?)
by her owner.
So he was off for a trip to our Veterinarian for a healthy check up. We
were off to Corvette Carlisle and my MIL picked him up from the Veterinarian
in my 1994 Corvette while we were away. It was fitting that this former
homeless sad sack, finally had a good home to come home to and enjoy. Below
Christmas Day or rather evening 2005 draped in my Santa outfit.
The past 12 months have been very sad. Three of our dogs have now passed.
Our last dog Poppa Bear has been in his final days. He has been a wonderful
companion, friend and protector. For the last eleven months he has been
ill with an endocrine disease that has gradually robbed his strength and
vitality. His muscles have gradually weakened.
Every day I have been washing his beautiful face, as he could not clean
the copious tears that congealed in the corners of his eyes. It breaks
my heart to see him decline from the vigor that gave him such a bounding
personality. As was all of or dogs, he was all bark and no bite. When my
wife was expected home from work, I would ask him wheres your
NaNa? and he would excitedly bark and await her arrival. I still
cherish his jumping in my lap as a large puppy and how stingy he was with
giving out his kisses.
I am so grateful that God sent him to be found by us and join our family.
He stopped eating today and I had to hold the water bowl close so he could
I will miss him terribly and look for another who needs our help also.