I got inside and told my mom about how the dog didn't look too well. She agreed with me and said I should go on the internet and search for a nearby vet, and that's when she mentioned that his name was Bear. I was thinking, and that's right, we did have a dog named Bear. He was my favorite dog ever. I still can't remember much other than that we did have him. Anyways, I'm just searching on the internet for nearby vets. I wouldn't mind being the one to take Bear to the vet. Besides, it will be nice to spend some time and get to know him again.
