Hi, my name is Bella and my mommy is Heather. She’s been a great mom, ever since she took me in when I was just five weeks old. I was barely bigger than a coke can!
I really hated when mom and dad went to work every day and left me at home with my sister, Sassy. I missed them a lot.
I would get bored and lonely and sleep most of the day.
Then we moved, and mom started working from home and it was really nice to get to sit by her all day.
Sometimes we do fun things like go for car rides
and golf cart rides
and we love getting to sit outside when the weather is nice.
I don’t think dad likes to hold me or walk me when I am wearing my sweaters. I always hear him say the words “prissy dog”, whatever that means.
I REALLY don’t like going to the vet, or bath time, but mom and dad keep saying it’s for my own good.
When we visit Grammy and Grandpa, we get lots of extra love…lots of extra people food…and lots of extra torture.
A lot of days mom and dad put on these shoes they have to tie and talk about going running. I’m not sure about all that, but they leave happy and come back all tired, sweaty, and out of breath. Who knows, apparently they really like it though because they keep doing it!
My life may not be glamorous, but I know my mom and dad love me, and they take really good care of me and my sissy. I can’t imagine not being with them.
I really can’t complain…after all, I’ve got it pretty easy.
QOTD: What would your pet say about their life?