This is Bella stretched out, a new posture for her. She doesn't feel the need to curl up in a tight ball all the time anymore. Yesterday I was a bit disappointed because she didn't take chicken from my hand. But later, on the last walk of the day, Bella came out when she heard me putting on my coat without needing to be called. Then she walked with her tail untucked, shaped like a loose 'J', and even extended our walk by another 15 feet. Now we cross the stream completely, and pass the first driveway after it before circling back for our return home. After I unhooked her leash inside the foyer, she stood quietly for a moment and let me pet her. I was so thrilled, I would have been happy with just these small advances, but then, from the safety of her bed, she finally took a treat from my hand. It's as if she wanted to let me know, I have choices, now, mom.
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