Last week, I celebrated three years with this sweet girl. I can hardly remember my life before her, and I try not to think about life after her. She has been the best pet and companion... with me through my highs and lows, when I have a lot to give and when I can do nothing but sit on the couch for hours (thankfully, lazing around on the couch is one of her favorite pastimes). She's my exercise accountability, my selfishness meter, my conversation starter, my bed snuggler, my comic relief. I didn't really have to house-break her (other than teaching her stairs), but she house-broke me by helping me give up the desire for my house to be perfectly clean all the time. She reminds me every day of what's truly important.
Most of the time, I think she saves me more than I ever saved her.
You think you adopt a pet because they need your love... turns out, you need to love them more.
Happy Gotcha Day, my Bella. You are one of a kind.
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