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In Memory - Bear Scott 6th December 2008 The following was written by Tim and Sue Scott a few weeks ago before the loss of Bear. We offer our most sincere condolences.
Bear came fully into our lives – by his own decision – in 2005, although we had seen him ‘around the block’ for some time before that. At the time, we could see him enduring a miserable existence with his then family (?). Often left out to fend for himself, Bear became quite unwell and when he started popping in to us for ‘tea’ he was in a bad way. Then he was left totally on his own when his family just up and left him. Perhaps this was the best moment in his life, because very soon he came round to see us and never left again! To begin with we started ‘fostering’ Bear for the Cat’s Protection League. Very quickly, though, we just had to ‘legally adopt’ this totally loveable woolly old thing. By this time he was thought to be about 11 – so a lot of years of not much joy. However, after a full ‘MOT’ by the vet, plus a new healthy and regular diet, Bear blossomed into a stunningly beautiful, mature old gentleman. To begin with he was very wary of his ‘Dad’ (and males in general) – hinting at some rough treatment in his past. He was very clingy with his new ‘Mum’ from day one, though. Fortunately, after lots of fuss and love, he began to trust us both. Then, very quickly, he just couldn’t get enough of either of us! He also had some new brothers and a sister to get to know as well – Buster (‘Laird of Wolston’), Bonnie and Parsnip (Snippy). It took a while, but Bear established himself as the new ‘head of the household’ – which, grudgingly, the others just about accepted. Then, when the ‘unhinged’ Parson Russell pup, Jacques (aka Poo), joined the fold, he quickly laid the law down there, too! Bear has become such a loving animal; forever seeking out a knee during the day. He’s very chatty too. When we’re out for a while and come in late, we know we’ll be greeted with “and what time do you call this?” in voluble Bear-speak. At bed time, too, he is forever telling us off for staying up late and depriving him of someone to lie on when we’re in bed – usually his Dad (who is more tolerant!). As regular as clock work, when we’re tucked under the duvet, his jauntily cocked tail (nick-named ‘Rodney the Rodent’) can be seen making its way around the bed like a shark’s fin – to be followed by a quick meow announcing his arrival as he bounces up onto his Dad. This is usually followed by a lot of purring and very determined cheek to cheek ‘snuggles’! Sadly, Bear now has lymphoma, which seems totally cruel, given the tough years he’s already endured. Luckily, he’s being cared for wonderfully by the lovely team at Rainsbrook and God bless them for giving us some more time together. Whilst it’s only been a few short years that Bear has had with us, we hope we’ve given him some of the best and happiest years. He has certainly been very special to us and we’ll miss him terribly, although he’ll leave us with the happiest of memories of the “Silly old woolly old Bear” Sue and Tim (his Mum and Dad) Pet of the Month Archives |
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