When Bella first came home with me, it was as if she was dead. She made no expression and hardly moved. If approached, she turned her head away. She was deep inside of herself and completely shut down, like a space traveller in a science fiction movie in an induced coma. I wasn't even sure she was there. Only the sadness in her eyes told a tale.
Yesterday, when I went into her room she watched me keenly. Perky ears and curious expression. Then she deliberately turned her eyes to the treat basket on my dresser before returning her gaze to me. I don't know if she was asking for a treat, or simply associating my coming in with the likelihood of a treat being offered, but whatever it was, this was a live dog communicating!
Yesterday, when I went into her room she watched me keenly. Perky ears and curious expression. Then she deliberately turned her eyes to the treat basket on my dresser before returning her gaze to me. I don't know if she was asking for a treat, or simply associating my coming in with the likelihood of a treat being offered, but whatever it was, this was a live dog communicating!
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