I met Bella and brought her home on June 29, 2002. She was a year old, and full of energy!
Her motto was "Fetch IS Life!"



I could take her to the park and start throwing a ball for her to chase. She'd bring it back to me a couple of times, but she would take it to all the men she saw for a "real" throw. There were a few former pro-baseball players around back then and they could throw!
After a while, bring the ball over to me for another throw, but she'd go back to the guys almost immediately.



She still plays fetch, but not every day, all day. Today, we went to the library where several children read to her while I rubbed her belly. She loves her belly rubs. I can put her to sleep by rubbing her belly.

I know it's a day late, but she doesn't. Today I bought a beef heart and it's in the crock pot now. They could smell it as soon as I put the lid on the pot. They'll smell it all night long. I wonder if they'll dream about it tonight?