Honey Bear painting from my mama.

My mom just sent me this in the mail.  It is a painting of my Honey Bear.  My first doggie who was the best doggie ever.  She came with me everywhere I went.  

**I am guessing it was painted from this photo Phil Best (www.bestphotos.ca) took of her on the day he came up to my place in the bush.

We were an amazing team in the bush.  If a bear charged me, she would charge it.  If a bear charged her, I would charge it.  We both bailed each other out of some real close calls on the mountain because we had 100% trust in each other.

Honey Bear was the exception to the rule...allowed where other doggies weren't.  She was the triathlon doggie, the spa doggie, the ski lodge doggie, the ball court doggie...the everything doggie.  If she wasn't invited, I wasn't coming.  Most of the time I swear people only invited me places so they could see her.

I feel like I really let her down at the end of her life.  That was somewhat because I moved her to town after she lived her life in the bush, but really it was for entrusting her with a terrible vet in Nelson who refused to see her after telling me she was in desperate need of serious help on the night she died.  I can't get past that bad decision on my part that cost Honey Bear her life.

When Honey Bear died I received messages from around the world...Australia, Europe, The States, and all over Canada.  People loved her.  I still have a hard time with her being gone.  Best doggie ever!

The painting is amazing, but it is showing me that I am still holding onto that pain of the way she left me.  I loved her that much.  People who know me know I love fierce with everything I got.  With Honey Bear, It was the two of us against the world and I was devastated when she died.  I have long thought about getting a painting of her done though, so I am very grateful for my mama sending me this.

Thanks ma.  Love you!