Bear Dog

Last weekend I went "up north" with my sister, her boyfriend (who later that day became her fiance!!!), his sister and cousin. We were all sitting on the beach when her fiance started telling us about this dog my sister mentioned she wanted. I was shocked because she HATES dogs. With a fiery passion. If they look at her she freaks out, makes a hilarious disgusted face and moves slowly away from the animal. No joke. So he's telling this story and in the end, it was some type of dog that looked like a bear. So the entire weekend, all 5 of us walked around randomly yelling out "Bear Dog!" I pictured a big, hairy, sloppy mess of a dog. That's usually what I think of when I see a bear or a dog so it's natural that I would imagine it as double trouble. Then, I just happened to stumble upon this photo and I fell in love. How can you not want this? It's like the very first stuffed teddy bear you ever received as a child and it was your "baby". You took it everywhere with you. When you ate, it ate. When you slept, it slept. When you were mad, they were even more mad. This is that teddy bear times a million. I need one now.