2018…You suck

This year has not started out so great. My hopes were high for things to go good. In the first week, something bad happened and I knew it was going downhill from there.

Our dog, Baer, of almost twelve years old, went through his third surgery procedure to get a tumor removed again. His first night home wasn’t great and we had to rush him back to the vet the next morning. He started showing signs of doggie dementia, but after three weeks he was starting to come out of it.

Then, out of nowhere, last Thursday he gets real sick. He wasn’t eating and refused his snacks which was not like him at all. I begged him to pull through and be there Friday morning when I woke up and the stubborn dog didn’t listen. He passed in his sleep early Friday morning.

I’ve dealt with losing a pet before, but something about losing Baer was worse. He was my big baby. I looked forward to going home to see his goofy face and take care of him. It’s weird not waking up in the middle of the night to his raspy, maniacal breathing that told us he needed to go potty.

We’ll get another pup at some point in the future, but getting over Baer will take some time. He was a great dog. As my husband puts it, Baer was the best worst dog on the planet. We’ll love and miss him until the end of time, but I know he’s up there in doggie heaven rolling around in mounds of dog treats and toys.

I have the best doggie in the world!!

Today, I want to take a moment to talk about my sweet little Teddy Baer. Well, he’s not really little, he’s more of a monster lap dog when he wants to be. He’s a part wolf part husky 8 year old loveable ball of fluff. He’s the sweetest dog on the planet and has never bit or been mean to anyone. Tonight at dinner, I made myself a grilled turkey and cheese sandwish, set it on the coffee table, then went to put something back in the kitchen. Baer, unlike most dogs his size, just sits on the living room floor staring at me instead of going for the delicious meal that could await him. Don’t get me wrong, he begs for table scraps and drools on my feet and my husband’s while we eat. But, he never tries to steal our food or nip at us or do anything he isn’t supposed to. So, I’m not lying and I don’t mean to brag when I say that I believe I have been blessed with one of the best doggies in the world.
Here’s just a taste of how cooky and wonderful Baer can be!