Although I knew I wanted a St. Bernard, I refused to simply purchase one... I wanted to rescue one. After weeks of searching I found Bear... and THAT DAY I drove 3 hours to go pick up my 103 pound 1 year old baby boy. He was malnourished, had an ear infection, and hip pains... but when I looked into his eyes, and saw how excited to was to play with me, I had to have him. He refused to eat, so I hand fed him every couple of hours for a few days. Then after a visit to the vet, a couple of pounds added, and a daily glucosamine pill, Bear is now the active sweet, boy he was always meant to be. He's a member of the family, and I wouldn't trade him for the world.
Alicia
Junction City, KS
