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| Name: |
Panda Bear
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Age: |
Four and a half years old
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| Gender: |
Female |
Breed: |
Border Collie mix |
| Home: |
Ottawa, Ontario, USA |
This
is my wonderful baby girl Panda Bear! Panda's story started April
2004 when I was walking with my dog Spot when I heard yelping in a house and I
could see through the screen door a man beating his puppy when I yelled at him
to stop when he was about to shut the door. I told him I would call the humane
society if he wouldn't (I still did but with no proof they couldn't do much),
and a few moments later he opened the door and threw her out down his stairs and
slammed the door.
Panda has been with me since she was four months old and is truly the best dog in
my eyes. Panda is my best friend and is extremely smart, loving, funny and not
to mention beautiful. Panda and I have a very strong bond. I'm very clumsy so
whenever I do something where I might hurt myself (running,climbing or when
about to use my bike) she barks until I stop whatever she deemed dangerous so
in Panda's book the safest (and only) thing I can do is walk:) Panda is always
there for me when I'm exhausted and feel dizzy she will pick up any
stick,stone,leaf or toy and will bring it in my face and growl then slowly
back up and encourages until I concentrate on her to the point of being able
to walk again. She is also always there to protect me when I lay in the grass
and close my eyes she will stand over me not letting anyone or anything near
me and she would never leave my side, I can walk her without a leash and she
would not run off or stray to far from me for anything (even if a dog is right
in front of us) and she is an excellent help with my cats when they are doing
something wrong (I just need to scold them once before Panda knows that they
can't do that) she will go up to them and bark or push them with her nose like
when they go near the rats or when they approach a plate of food (Panda would
not touch a plate of food on the ground if I don't give her permission, even
if I leave the room!). All in all Panda is my life and the greatest friend
anyone could ask for.
Panda is always there for me, but I'm also always there for her, too. I put
myself in debt to have her spayed (she needed special medications and
equipment) which cost me $573 or by law would take her away from me saying she
was a pit bull. Whenever she shivers or it gets a little chilly outside, I
always give her my coat (I usually bring her hoody or coat just in case). I
once got attacked by a husky (which was the real start of our bond) when he
came after Panda when she was five months old. He almost grabbed her by the
throat and when I pushed him off before he did, (Panda did suffer a hurt paw)
the dog turned on me and ripped my winter coat and bit my hand. When his owner
finally came by, and was so ashamed about what had happened and promised me
she would take care I realized my puppy was gone so I searched for her
freezing (my coat was ripped) and bleeding but I refused to go home without
finding her. Finally when my mom forced me to come in, I was in tears and
couldn't stand the thought of not having her with me. But while I was
approaching our building, Panda was calmly sitting in front, wagging her tail
when she saw us (she was shaking from the cold and from fear). I changed
everything in my life for her, like getting another bed and moving to a bigger
place. Panda is a weird combination of being my best friend and daughter at
the same time. When at the dog park (two to three times daily) people often tell
me how incredible her love for me is and they say they can tell how much she
loves me just by the way she looks at me and I hope she knows how much I love
her.
Panda is now almost five years old (her birthday is December 28), and her heart
murmur is starting to slow her down (she was born with it). Panda's health is
not getting any better and the vet keeps telling me how he thought she wasn't
going to make it past age three (her heart murmur was grade four but we managed
to get it down to grade three with a lot of exercise and watching her closely) but
now since she doesn't run as much, it went back up and he tells me that in a
year or two, it may be the end. Tears are running down my cheek just writing
this, because I can't imagine life with Panda and I feel so helpless because
there's nothing we can do about the murmur. I wanted to share with everyone
this very special dog, Panda the light of my life.
I love you Panda Bear!
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