Bear Bear took his last breath at 1pm today. He was 5 1/2 years old. He died just minutes after I sat stroking his little head and telling him how special he was to our family. It is a relief that I was home and I could tell him how much we cared about him and that he was not alone. I did not want him to suffer anymore and thankfully he has not been sick very long. About a two weeks ago we found out he had an enlarged spleen and since the news he has been on a short course of antibiotics for a small infection. Overall he has been fine except for the last 2 days.

I already miss the scratching noises from the cage and his cute little face staring at me. Missy, his companion, is extremely vulnerable to a severe depression at the loss of her buddy. I do hope she rallies through this and lives on with us for several more years.

I haven't lost a pet since my rabbit, Freckles, died. I had her for 10 years and I was so sad when she was gone. Bear Bear was a part of my life everyday and he was so darn cute. I am glad that he got to run around last night and eat turkey and whip cream and cuddle with me.

Harry seems to be taking this okay. He cried when he came home and he doesn't really "get" that Bear Bear will not be back ever..but I am sure that will sink in with time.
Bear Bear is in the freezer right now so Kody can say goodbye to him when he gets home from work. It sounds a little weird but I didn;t want him to get flies on him. I keep wanting to look at him and hold him. it's like I cannot believe he is really dead. What happens to him now. I wonder if the lights just go out and that's it. Does it float around in another world and smile at me and say "clean out my cage woman!" What a strange world and existence this life is.

I'll miss you Bear Bear.