Bear’s Story. Told by Bear himself. My first home was not a happy home. I try not to think of all that happened to me there. There was a lot of yelling, it hurt my sensitive ears. There were a lot of rules, sometimes I could not remember everything, so they would hit me. They told me all the time that I was a BAD dog. I believed them. I tried oh so hard to be good, to be loved, but I didn’t know what to do to make them love me. They used to leave me at a boarding kennel sometimes. I don’t know where they went when they left me there, but I was always happy to go to the kennel. The people there were kind to me. I didn’t know what that word meant until I went there. One time though, they left me there and never came back. I knew it was because I was a bad dog and it made me so sad. The lady who ran the kennel had a soft heart. She did not want to take me to the pound so she let me live there. I was grateful she did but I longed for a family, for a yard to run in, a home to call mine. I would get to know other dogs but then they would get to go home. I would see the joy on their faces as they bounded into their families waiting arms, and I would just go lay down in my run. I was happy for them, but sad for me. One day after I’d been there for about a year, a new woman started working at the kennel and though she was nice to all the dogs, she treated me special. She would pet me and tell me that I was the most beautiful dog in the world! But what really made me happy, was that she said I was a GOOD dog. I could hardly believe it. Me, a good dog. I could hardly wait for the days for her to come in. She always came and talked to me first before any of the other dogs. Then one day, she walked right into my run. She knelt down and looked into my eyes and said “I am going to take you home with me and make you happy for the rest of your life”. She said that was a promise. She put me in the front seat of her car and I held out my paw to her. It was my way of saying that I’d be a good dog for her, that I would love her and always try my best. That was my promise to her. That was 4 years ago. I am the happiest dog in the world. I have a family. The funny thing is - She says that I make her happy. I guess we both kept our promise.