Thread:Dino003/@comment-35594152-20181106201038/@comment-36857645-20181106225359

Yes she was beautiful. Gorgeous flowing fur. The only white on her was the whites of her eyes and her teeth. Outside at night, she disappeared. Had to have a flashlight with me each trip to see where she was. (we're on a small farm, with an almost 2 acre yard.  Porch light doesn't go that far.  LOL)

She was so very, very gentle. Loved snuggles and kisses. Loved "girly" stuff. When I moussed my hair after washing, have my head down, moussing the roots.... she poke her head up through my long hair and want "hers too". Would tilt her head down and wait. She loved being "Pantened"....

The time she was standing on the bed behind me, while I was putting on my makeup, I didn't notice her, but hubby did, standing in the doorway. He pointed to her, and I turned and she was 'waiting'. ??!??   I said, "Bear, it's mascara.  You don't need that." She still waited. I looked at hubby and and he said, "do it!". WHAT? No. It's mascara! LOL    Then I turned to her, and said, "Okay..." and dipped the wand and 'pretended' to paint her eyelashes. She looked at me with a "thank you" look and then looked at her Daddy. He said, "your pretty Bear" and she trotted to her corner of the bed and layed down, heaved a deep contented sigh and went to sleep.

Oh good grief! ROFL   Yes, that was my Sugar Bear. She knew how to eat from a fork and how to eat from a spoon. Did not teach her. She had observed how we did our mouths and she just did the same. Very smart girl. She was a small human, trapped in a dogs body. Loved for me to cup her face in my hands, kiss her softly on each side of her mouth, on the soft part of her muzzle.... and then she'd very gently give me a tiny kiss on the corners of my mouth, both sides, fully returning my kisses in the same way.

She mimicked everything we did. She would not play with anyone out in the yard unless I was there too. I could not go into the house to even get us some water without all playtime stopping, she'd come up to the door, lay on her tummy, chin between her paws, waiting for me.

We had 2 poodles and 2 cats. The poodles and her and hubby all playing together out there, and I'd go get water and she'd stop all playtime. Kaput. But would resume playtime if I went back out with them. Even if all I did was sit to the side and watch.

She loved to sit in front of me, between my legs, back against me. I'd wrap my arms around her, count to 3, and she'd push backwards and we'd fall over backwards and roll sideways, with me laughin. Could help but laugh. She'd get up, run around and sit in front of me, ready to do it again. Just like a toddler. Exactly like a toddler.

She was a human, in a dogs body. The amount of 'smarts' she had was immeasurable. I'd have to use a composition book to list all the things she knew how to do or of what she knew on how 'we' do things. A lifetime of many, many animals, birds and fish and she outsmarted them all.