Bear-ness, the doggiest edition to our home

So October 2011 was the beginning of a major change in our lives. My sister adopted a dog from a rescue in North Carolina. He was this puny little 10 week old black lab mix. His name was Tao. But to us he didn't look like a Tao so we renamed him to a more fitting name, Bear. Well he certainly is living up to his name.

Since we got Bear back in October, he made me mature by leaps and bounds. I learned quickly what taking care of a pet really meant. (Taking care of a bird is nothing compared to this!) I have already picked up his poop dozens of times. I've learned to let him lick my hands, my feet, my arms etc. Usually I hate being licked by animals. I am too much of a germaphobe. However, anything for the Bear-ness. I didn't think I could ever love an animal this much. But I have to admit it, I do!!!

Bear has the personality of a spoiled little rich kid! He wants to play with more than one toy at once. He is constantly demanding attention; he hates when someone is on the phone and not playing with him. We tell him all the time how hard his life is (sarcastically speaking of course). I mean come on...this dog has the life! He eats when he wants (kinda--he's on a schedule); he sleeps when he wants; he gets so many treats and play time with me, my mom, my sis and my dad. We all take him for car rides with us where he sits by the window and stares out as the cars are passing. Bear is the epitomy of a spoiled rich boy. We are just the maids, servants and care takers in Bear's world. He has become the master of this house and he knows it. His food bowl even says I am King on the inside of it and has a crown on it.

Bear has put so much joy into our house. We all smile a little more and laugh a little more. I've never been so excited to come home but now I am because I want to see Bear aka Fuzzy Lumpkins aka Bear-neccessities aka Bear-licious aka rat's *** aka Bear-Bear aka Fuzz Foot along with a million other nicknames.

I already have such a major attachment to this dog. Everytime I go out I pick up treats for Bear or a new toy. Just the other day I took him to the local pet store near my house. They wear giving away dog friendly cake. So Bear of course being the foodie that he is had to gobble up a piece of pumpkin cake. I had to tell him to breathe while he was eating it; he literally inhaled it. Speaking of peanut butter it is one of Bear's favorite things. He eats chicken, carrots, white rice and peanut butter (not all at once of course.) Those are the only things we give him from the table. Other than that Bear has to eat his own dog food.

Ahh enough about my love for this dog!! He is the most precious thing but I don't think anyone cares as much as I do. Haha.