Grand Admiral Bear "The Great" Spence
Name Bear "The Great" Spence
Position The Halls of Valhalla
Rank Grand Admiral
|Species||North American Shorthair|
|Hair Color||Russian Blue and White|
|Eye Color||Golden Yellow|
|Physical Description||Bear looks like the Average North American Shorthair Cat|
|Father||Martin Spence - Civilian Cook|
|Brother(s)||Major - German Shepard Dog|
|Sister(s)||Jessie - Calico Cat
Clovis - North American Shorthair Cat
Nova - Pit Bull Dog
Keely - Australian Cattle Dog
|Other Family||Edward Spence - Civilian - Grandfather
Bernadette Spence - Civilian Nurse - Grandmother
Nicola Spence - Civilian Daycare worker - Aunt
Paul Spence - Civilian Cargo Hauler - Uncle
Personality & Traits
|General Overview||Bear is a gentle and peaceful cat.|
|Strengths & Weaknesses||Strengths: Bear is a dangerous hunter of small animals.
Weaknesses: Bear does not get along well with anyone. She has been declawed.
|Ambitions||Hanging out with Martin, to eat his food.|
|Hobbies & Interests||Hanging out with Martin, wherever Martin is located.|
|Personal History||Bear and Clovis came into my life twenty-one years ago, in 1998, almost by accident. My brother was forced into a situation which I helped him resolve, with means that were downright painful to the offender in question, needless to say. He took me at my word when I made my statements to him. So the two cats came home with me.
At first, they were my brother's cats but he moved out within a year and they became my cats as he was told to not take them with him.
Bear and Clovis became my companions but they were declawed against my wishes and I almost never forgave members of my family for it, I still have issues when I think about what happened, I still get very angry very easily when I think on it.
Other than that issue. Bear had very few real hardships in her eighteen years of life, not like her sibling and littermate. Clovis.
As she aged, she seemed to never really slow down but her hardest challenge was the one that would claim her in the end, she tried to leap from her perch to my desk and she didn't quite make it. When she didn't get up, that's when I knew she was about to leave.
The pain and trauma of her passing have left such a gaping wound that time hasn't been able to erase or heal the effects of it. There truly are some things that time cannot erase.
I could say so much about Bear and still leave so much left unsaid, that honestly, wouldn't be right and wouldn't do her justice.
|Service Record||TOD: March 29th, 2015
None. Her service was to her family. Bear was many things. A companion, a family member and a trusted friend.
"We cannot hold mortality's strong hand."
"To weep is to make less the depth of grief."
"And now my watch is ended."