Sunday, January 9, 2011

The Death of Bear

This was just minutes AFTER I performed surgery on the poor thing. Bear had a broken leg and broken arm that I successfully repaired while Lady waited patiently.... now half of his "fat" and his "heart" (a.k.a squeaker) are removed from his poor body.

Being reunited with Bear!

Oh how I've missed you.....

Oh no.... you caught me!

Poor Bear!

1 comment:

  1. Love the "I've been caught" photo. We stopped buying stuffed toys for Alex. They'd last 5 minutes and he'd have them destroyed.