A year in the life of Bear
Monday, May 14, it was one year. May 14, 2011, Bob and I went in Wild Thing to Spokane, WA to get Bear. ( Bear in the Air ).
We have all learned a lot this past year. Even in the last month, Bear has changed in ways that suggest that he is still adjusting to being part of the Family Summers. I believe that he knows this is his home, that he is well loved and wanted, that Bob is his family. There are days when I see sadness in his eyes…missing his George? missing his first home? But those times are fewer and further between and short-lived.
I speak to Bear of Karl, Zack and Gus. I speak to him of my great love for him and gratitude that he is my dog. I speak to him of George and his first family and that I understand loss. I ask Bear about Karl, Zack and Gus. I tell Bear that he is a first-rate bear dog! I speak to both Bob and Bear about being kind to one another.
This past year is different than anything I imagined it would be. It has been a good year and I am grateful for every moment of it.
End of the week
Morning sun…
…after a hard freeze! But I covered rhubarb and lily-of-the-valley and all look fine. It was 21F on the valley floor this morning, though and I dearly hope all things survived.
Bob and I started in coziness, in the sunroom, with the heat ON.
And sunshine!
Bob in the sunroom, Bear on Beardog Point. Coffee for me with my boys in view – perfect.
And by 5:00…more perfection as Bear and I enjoyed the late afternoon.
End of the week.
Bear in the morning
Another beautiful morning…perfect for lying in the dewy grass (that needs to be mowed!), contemplating one’s day.
Preferences
Bear and I got a nice walk and time outside this morning – in between rain showers. But it is gray and overcast, the air is heavy with the promise of more rain and it is a good day for napping.
As far as Bob is concerned, every day is a good day for napping! He has taken to spending a good part of his day in Wild Thing. It is warm, the accomodations are to his liking, he can survey the territory from the vantage point of a bit of height and there is no dog…
Elsewhere, the Lily-of-the-Valley grow – seemingly as I watch. Blooms next week maybe!