My most favorite pet that I've ever had was named Bear. I had him growing up from the time I was born until I was about 12, so I had him basically my whole life. As you could probably guess having the name Bear, he was most likely a bigger dog, which he was, he was a big black Newfoundland and was just the best pupper. I remember long summer days where He would lay in the grass under the shade of this big cherry blossom tree and I would lay in the grass with him and use his body as my pillow. He was the most gentle and caring dog too and always wanted to make you feel better. Unfortunately with it being my first pet, I also got to watch him age. I got to see the effects of his hip dysplasia where he couldn't even lift his leg to pee. I was fortunate to not see him when he died though. I was later told that my dad found him dead on the porch and somehow picked up that massive 150+ pound pup and burried him on the property. Easily the saddest day of my life.
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