|Birth: ||Oct. 30, 1991|
|Death: ||Nov. 21, 2005|
My Fantastic Four Angel Zoo!
Rascal (1994 - 2008)
Tiffy (1991 - 2007)
Whitters (1993- 2006)
Charlie Bear (1991 - 2005)
Charlie Bear was my protector, my Knight in Shining Fur. He didn't let anyone near me without his approval. Yet, he was afraid of thunderstorms and the vacuum cleaner. Ha! But, if you ever raised your hand near me in any threatening manner... Charlie was there to let you know, ya best not even think about it.
Charlie's tribute has been a hard one for me to finish. When I first brought him home and put him in the back yard, he heard the dog next door barking through the fence and Charlie started yelping as if he were being hurt and dying. At first, I did not know what to make of Charlie's behavior that day. Many things in life have scared me like I saw in his eyes, but none have ever led me to the joys like Charlie's life brought into mine.
I remember his little tail cautiously wagging as if begging me to please look beyond his fears because there were so many more reasons to love him. I knew he was a special dog that day. His big brown eyes told me there's a mighty little warrior in this body just waiting for approval to come out, with ambitions to defend the whole world. Little did I know that Charlie would become my shining example of how to keep fear in its useful place of protection for all.
It was like watching some exotic flower bloom. In that beauty unfolding, he began a legacy of claiming a no harm policy, not just for himself, but for all who entered our home. Oh how you did just that, Charlie Bear, and more.
And to pick me as your top priority… I cannot ever express how significant that made me feel. How fitting that we would meet and depart at such times. I believe it was a mutual learning experience for us both.
Charlie's precious little life showed me that even when human nature brings upon mistakes that one cannot undo, there are other gifts at our disposal to help set things right… even if it can only be within ourselves. When I now look at the purpose of our journey together I realize how your little self taught me better than any human.
Charlie's protector mode also brought much comical relief. One of our close friends who knew Charlie since he was a little puppy knew this all so well. He liked to "test" Charlie. However, when he made too many fast moves in front of Charlie, we ended up having to replace many of his shirts. It is so funny remembering that about you, Charlie. You were such a little thing, yet a mighty protector. We know he egged you on and so does he. But, you getting that little nip at the edge of his shirt every time kept him in shape running down the hall. Ha!
I remember Charlie Bear's playful spirit, that wag of his small tail just was not enough tail for the energy he finally felt free to express – his whole behind wiggled with delight and brought instant giggles into my heart just watching him.
On his happiest days, Charlie would grab onto his favorite teddy bear, bigger than himself, and fling it about. Memories of his playtime often reminds me how life is just like that. Sometimes we drag "things" on the floor getting them all filthy and other times we have the ability to throw our cares into the air and make spectacular summersaults.
Such a joy to remember so many splendid years with you, Sir Charlie Bear. You started as the runt of the litter. Yet, your walk on this earth and into my life still proves to be a very grand journey. Each time I remember you, I thank the good Lord for all these gifts He has given me that decorate my life with such everlasting joy as my Charlie Bear.
You were a good dog, Charlie Bear! I love and miss you bunchies.
Heaven...where all the animals you ever loved will be waiting for you at the gate.
Biography by Kristi L. Jones
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Cremated, Ashes scattered.
Specifically: Pebblebrook Pet Memorial
Created by: Kristi L. Jones
Record added: Dec 25, 2007
Find A Grave Memorial# 23548517