Three years ago, Bella joined our family, and we’re so pleased with the sweet girl she’s growing up to be. She was the most adorable puppy.
She went through an awkward adolescent stage before she grew into her ears and got her lovely long hair.
Now, she’s a beautiful little dog, who has finally filled out a bit, weighing a hefty (not really) six and a half pounds.
We hadn’t planned to get a second dog, but soon realized Georgie needed a playmate. While the girls aren’t cuddle pals, they’re very close friends, and have great fun together.
Our neighbours have a new dog, a very big, very cute puppy named Milo. Georgie loves him. Bella, not so much. She’s getting slightly more relaxed, but all too often, she loses it on him. Fingers crossed for continued improvement.
Bella barks way more than Georgie, but Georgie yips and whines more, to vocalize what she wants. Bella just stares at me, and I’m supposed to guess whether she wants outside, something to eat, to sit on my lap…
Bella turned three in April. She stills suffers from some anxiety and impulse control issues, but she’s improving. She’s my sweet little shadow, rarely far from my side. And she loves pats and ear rubs. As she’s matured, she’s getting (a little) easier to take photos of. These were on her 3rd birthday.
I also got several like this, but in her defence, she’s not often unleashed in the front yard, with so many distractions.
Georgie’s a stoic little poser, so as long as Bella cooperates, I can count on Georgie to be looking at me.
The struggle to clip Bella’s nails is real. She wails like I’m murdering her, usually before I even start clipping. The other day I got out the clippers and turned around to find both girls like this.
Georgie isn’t even scared of having her nails done, but she joined Bella in solidarity. When I asked them what was up, they both laid down and ignored me. (They never voluntarily lie in the same bed together.)
Bella’s not as fond of walking in the neighbourhood as she is to going on a nature trail. And amazingly enough, while on-leash, she’s completely quiet. No matter how many people, dogs, cats, squirrels or birds we come across, she doesn’t make a peep. My much quieter Georgie, on the other hand, barks at every large dog she sees, to let them know how brave she is.
Whether it’s urban or rural, Bella’s quick to stop at any patch of shade. This tends to get tedious; although, I might do the same if I had to wear her fur coat.
Whenever we visit our beautiful local parks, I try to capture the moment with the girls. Kalamoir Park
Three years have gone by quickly, and our funny, quirky little Bella continues to enrich our lives in so many ways.