My husband and I WERE NOT "dog people". In fact, we held dog people in disdain and didn't understand their need to take their dogs everywhere. Well, I guess God has a sense of humor. Bella entered our lives and now WE ARE dog people.
It all began with a simple phone call from some dear friends. They had acquired Bella through a family tragedy. She had been living with them for about 8 weeks. The family was moving in to a new home and had many errands to do. They wondered if we would "puppysit" for about 6 hours. Sure, we said, since she was only 1.8 lbs. How difficult could it be? Besides we didn't like dogs and we were doing them a favor.
Well, 2 years later, her we are, totally in love with our little yorkie. She had us wrapped around her little paw in the first 10 minutes. We spent the entire 6 hours playing with her, cuddling, and watching her every move. Our friends had already decided they needed to rehome her and we would be just perfect. (She was just too small because they had two toddlers at home)
We laugh now as we put on her sweater, take her everywhere with us, brag about her like she's a human child, buy her special presents, spend $$$$$ in petsmart on toys and treats. She is now the center of our daily life and we rejoice in the happiness she brings to us.
It was defnitely love at first meeting. She entered our lives and we learned about a new kind of love . . . dog and family. It's wonderful. We now get it.
We understand. We celebrate. She is OUR dog and we love her very much!
