Good Boy Bear

Good Boy Bear

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I have a Saint Bernard. His name is Bear. He is around 13 years old right now. He is such a good boy. And I love him so much. He always wanted to protect us and love us. He was a fucking horn dog in his younger years. Messed up a vacuum of ours. However, Saint Bernards usually only live until 10 years old on average. His back legs have fully given out. He is basically blind and deaf. He has a bad ear infection. He lives at my brother's house and doesn't get the attention he really needs. He isn't eating either. I had to hand feed him to get him to eat. He will be put down by the end of the month. He is in pain and it is cruel to keep I'm alive just to sit and die painfully. It would be better to do it peacefully. He doesn't even wags anymore when he smells my hand and knows I am there to love him. So I am putting this book up. It is pictures of him. I want everyone to look at these pictures and see what a cute and handsome dog I have and how he really was loved and cared for. I want people to know my best buddy.
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I was getting ready to start my senior year of high school when my dad was offered a promotion in an ally pack. He was our alpha's younger brother. (In other words my uncle is the Alpha.) My dad did accounting and record keeping for our pack as a delta. One of our ally packs contacted him to be a beta in charge of pack records and accounting. His record keeper and his mate were wanting to retire. His mate was an OB/GYN nurse. My mom was the midwife assistant. She could become the pack midwife. This would mean we would have to move. I wasn't sure I really wanted to move. I loved the art program at my school. We get moved and the first day at the new school I meet my mate and he rejects me. He was the warrior beta's son and I was the record's beta daughter, and he rejects me. Ugh then in front of me he claims the alpha's daughter. I was devastated but I refused to show my emotions to him. The next day at I attend school I am claimed by an alpha as my second chance mate. This is when my life got interesting because I ended up using him as my muse for art. [if you expect everything to happen at once- don't. This book has more background than any other I have written and I am enjoying writing it.] 🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺 COMMENT SENT TO ME APRIL 2022 that really made my day... @cyblewolf2001 Wow- i have been reading your books. I am surprised your books don't have more comments and votes. You draw us in with your vivid descriptions. I feel like I am in the middle of the scene. Some I am in tears. Some make me feel scared. Some I feel the pain and frustration of the characters. I definitely feel you are underestimated. You definitely don't write the typical werewolf stories. They are originals and unique. Keep up the good

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