Little bear almost made it to 14 years old, but lived far longer than we had expected. Selfishly we did kept him with us longer than we shouldve, but he ended up passing at home with us holding him so its not the worst outcome. He was diagnosed with congestive heart failure and survived 2 years after diagnoses with the help of his vet and some medications and his undying love for his family. He is loved on earth here by his brother (Mr. Moo – Yorkie), mom, grandparents, great grandma, and anyone else he came across. He was the sweetest boy who loved sweet potato treats and getting zoomies in the snow (we had to shovel a path in the backyard so he wouldnt get lost in the snow). He hated hair cuts so always looked a little scruffy and dirty. He gave the best kisses around, and would lick you for hours if you let him. He had the cutest little bark and was the most naturally well behaved dog ever. I swear that dog was my best friend. He was with me through homelessness, my first job, and my first heartbreak (and the 3 that followed that lol). I still cant believe hes gone. But he will forever live on in our hearts.