As daddy says, he was so lovely, but noisy ! Darling Ben would latterly enter a room, then in his deep tones, woofette until Bear moved, so he could sit down. It was his thing … he did it even if there were other beds to be had. He wanted to be where Bear was, it was quite funny if you could cope with the noise! Love him.
He has been here moons, part of the furniture. We loved his lolloping walk, his hippy hair, his loving snuggles. His hips were giving way, but the mouth and nose cancer got the better of his final days.
We love you so much dear Ben. Run free now old friend. We will keep that Bear on his paws until he joins you over that special bridge. Xxxx 2021
