Mr. Bear celebrated a milestone birthday yesterday. He turned 15, which makes him...er...a senior citizen in dog years.(Honey-Bear, you don't look a day over 12. Really.)
Now, Bear is not one for wild parties and making a lot of hoopla, we celebrated rather quietly, reminiscing about when he was a puppy, then followed up with milkbones and me singing happy birthday. (Actually, Moose was much more excited about the singing part than Bear was.)
Happy birthday, Bear. Oh, I love you so.