Yesterday, on the rapid return from our walk, I got tired of Bella's pulling. It was just wearing me out. So I let go of the leash-in a sort of perverse experiment, some 20 paces from our driveway. As I anticipated, Bella continued her trek, single mindedly and without variation, until she reached the area between the carport and the deck. There she stopped, turned around and looked at me, waiting. Are you coming, Mommy? she asked. Yes, I said, feeling a tear come to my eye. We entered the house together. Bella knows where home is.
During the night I heard some pacing, and then some unidentifiable crunching. I turned on the light. Bella had gone into the hallway, retrieved a small vacuum cleaner attachment that I'd left on a window sill, and brought it back to her bed. She was happily beginning a midnight chew. She looked at me with curiosity as I took the vacuum part from between her paws and offered her a pigs ear in exchange. I fell back to sleep to the loud sound of crunch, crunch, crunch. I was surprised that she left the bedroom, and surprised that she found herself a prize. I think it's time for chew toys!
During the night I heard some pacing, and then some unidentifiable crunching. I turned on the light. Bella had gone into the hallway, retrieved a small vacuum cleaner attachment that I'd left on a window sill, and brought it back to her bed. She was happily beginning a midnight chew. She looked at me with curiosity as I took the vacuum part from between her paws and offered her a pigs ear in exchange. I fell back to sleep to the loud sound of crunch, crunch, crunch. I was surprised that she left the bedroom, and surprised that she found herself a prize. I think it's time for chew toys!
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