Yesterday I lost a friend. I found Beider (pronounced Bye-dur) when I went out to feed him Saturday morning and one of my first tasks of the day was burying a very shy dog that deserved much more than he ever had. Beider came into my life a little over three years ago when I first met DKW - who is now my wife. He was a stray, and they really kind of adopted each other. Prior to her claiming him, it seemed evident from scars and his very shy/skittish demeanor that he had been abused as a pup. She would leave him food and water and it was a great triump when after a few months he allowed her to pet him. (I know because it took 3 to 4 months of my feeding him and speaking to him every day before he appproached and allowed me to.She and I were the only people he allowed to.) One of the things I did when DKW and I got engaged was to build a pen (about 30'X30") on the side of my house for him. He was still painfully shy and never, ever attempted to leave the pen once he was there. I think thats because he had a house there, was fed there, and felt safe there. I'm glad he didn't want to leave the enclosure since I live near a heavily traveled state highway. He was such a sweet dog I can't help having a couple of regrets. One being that I wish I had spent more time with him (I did try to give him at least 10 uninterrupted minutes every morning) and the other that he didn't have a little boy to call his own. :-) I think he would have been a great companion for a boy if given the opportunity.I know it will take a little while for me to be used to his being gone - I actually started to go out and fee him this morning. I'm gonna miss you Beider. May you rest in peace buddy!