whenever I remember you, bear, all I can think of is you bounding around the back yard, with my mom. Even though you were afraid of Dan, he cried the most when god let you into heaven. I, unlike most, celebrated. You had been dying for months. I knew it but others didn't. I celebrated because you could run agian. I know that you won't get to see this, but wait for me old friend. Baby still misses you.