The Chronicles of Little Bear, Part One – Missing Holly

Little Bear feeling lonely

Have you ever felt like time is just flying by?  For the last year, I’ve kind of felt like I’m sitting on a falling fig leaf that has been caught up by a gust of wind, and I’m being lifted here and there through time.  Each day is like an air lift that spins me in a new direction, and I have no control over the length of each glide through the air.  I’m just being whisked through the journey of time, with some days filled with great joy, but ending too quickly, and others dragging from weary sadness over the loss of a dear friend who has moved on to her forever home.

I can hardly believe how fast my leaf of time has gone by since Holly left.  Six more weeks and it will be a year, and yet when I sit here under the fig tree watching the leaves float by, it feels like it was just yesterday that we sat here together.  I’m Little Bear – you might know me from the book Holly’s Story. If you haven’t read the book yet, well you should, because it’s a really good story and I’m one of the main characters!

I’m a sweet lovable miniature Schnauzer who became Holly’s best friend while she stayed here at our doggy foster home.  Since Holly left, not a lot has changed in our daily lives.  Danny, Smoke, Nicholas and Beethoven (the cats), Mommy, Grandma, and me are all still here doing what we always do – the best that we can to help dogs find their forever homes.  There’s always plenty of trauma and drama, especially when the cats get involved, but mostly there is lots and lots of love and friendship.

Getting back to Holly, it was so hard to see Holly go.  We all missed her something terrible for the first few weeks.  It was hard not to have her around – her laughing bark, her eagerness to help out, her “bounce to every ounce” way of doing things, her sweet gullible innocence, and her kind loving heart.  How can you not miss a little dog like that?  Life just isn’t as exciting without her around.

I still miss her to this very day as I sit underneath the wonderful old fig tree in the west side of our back yard.  She was my best friend ever, and it took me a long time to get over her going to her forever home.  I guess that’s how it is when you lose someone you love deeply.  I’m really happy that she has a good home and a very happy life with her new Mommy, but that doesn’t change the fact that it left a deep empty spot in my heart.

Danny says life has got to go on, and I know he is right, but he didn’t say how to do it.  I guess that’s because he and Smoke have a big empty hole in their hearts too.  Even the cats get teary-eyed when we talk about Holly.  Every now and then, Mommy still gets a sad look on her face when she looks at Holly’s picture.  Some evenings when we all sit together, Mommy reads Holly’s Story to us and we all well up with pride that our Holly Girl was brave enough to tell her story, and it helps take some of the “missing her” pain away.

As I sit here under the fig tree, I realize there have been some changes with Holly gone, but some of the nice things are still the same.  Like here I am watching the bees hard at work, thinking that some day when I see Holly again, I’ll have to tell her that the beehive dwindled down to almost nothing.  We thought they had moved away for good and that made us all sad.  We liked watching the bees.  Just when we thought they were gone for good, spring came and the bees started to come back.  It’s not as big a beehive as before, but it’s growing fast.  Smoke says that the busy buzzing of the bees is sweet music to his ears.  He won’t think so if he keeps getting so close to them.  Then it will be weeping from the stinging of the ears.

I should know, because a couple years ago I was digging a hole near their front door at the base of the fig tree so I could bury my bone. They gave me a buzzing warning, but I didn’t pay attention.  A short time later, one of the bees buzzed my bum, and I paid attention then!  Ouch, did it hurt!  I went crying to Mommy.  She put some medicine on the sting and said, “The bees were nice enough to give you a warning.  Now stay away from their door, and don’t get in the way of their work.  They are nice bees and won’t hurt you if you don’t interfere with their work.”

I was so disappointed that she sided with the bees.  I wanted her to go out and scold them, but instead she patted me on the head and sent me outside.  Needless to say, I don’t dig around the bees’ door anymore – I learned my lesson.  Besides, it’s more fun to sit in the shade of the fig tree and watch them.  I can find a lot of other places to bury my bone.

Oh, I’ve got to go now.  It’s my shift for Grandma watch.  See you later!


  • Emmie

    Thank you Bessie, for writing one of my fave. books of all time!!!! It is a great book your lucky to have Tammy with you to help and her daughter Morgan.


    July 14, 2011
    • Emmie,

      I am so glad that you enjoyed Holly’s Story so much. It does my heart good. Tammy and Morgan are great.


      Bessie Mac

      July 15, 2011
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    July 22, 2011
  • Hey Bessie mac,

    Do you ever see holly anymore?
    Tell little bear,smoker,and danny and dont forget nicholas and bethtoveen and say hi to them from jada


    August 21, 2011
  • Sorry forgot to say you are my FAVROITE book writer ever and tell that to the dogs and cats ok


    August 21, 2011
    • I see Holly once in a while at some of the Schnauzer events I attend. She’s doing wonderfully! I will tell all of the boys you said hello, and thank you so much for reading the book and for being such a sweetheart!

      August 22, 2011

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