We were wading around and everybody was ooh-ing and aah-ing about the cute puppy. Then the cute puppy (Lulu) decides she is going to take a swim. Full on, doggy-paddling swim. It was pretty darn cute and all the people were clapping and showering her with attention. At this point Bella had enough. She had been standing on the sidelines watching and, after Lulu's ovation, she, I kid you not, gave me an "Really, I have had just about enough of this" look and trotted down the trail towards the car, which was not exactly close.
Bella is not what I would consider an independent dog. She is my side-kick and sticks pretty darn close. I figured she was just around the corner but when I went to the trail she was just trotting down it with no intention of coming back. I rounded Lulu up and headed after Bella and her wounded pride.
Bella has been an only-dog for 4 1/2 years. She is used to being showered with attention and adoration. She is a very pretty dog and is used to being told so often. Since the arrival of Lulu Bella has certainly had to take a back seat to her, which she has done very gracefully and without complaint. I'm sure hearing how cute and darling and sweet the puppy is all the time wears on her last nerve and, for those of you who think that she doesn't know what they are saying, you would be mistaken.
Bella has made me proud of what a good big sister she is. She doesn't complain when she gets accosted by puppy teeth at 7 am, not when Lulu follows her EVERYWHERE so she can't even do her business in private, not even when Crazypants tries to steal her food. She is truly a good, good girl and I can only hope that Lulu grows up to be like Bella.
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