Happy Birthday, Bella! I’m a little wary of being characterized as a crazy dog person, but, well… let’s admit it, I kind of am. And today we are celebrating Bella’s 2nd birthday!
There will be no doggie birthday parties or anything of that sort. But there will be an early morning run for her on the beach, probably followed by a sausage biscuit, or something else decadent that she’ll swallow in one gulp.
Bella is a Vizsla, a type of sporting dogs that originated in Hungary. They were kept by the aristocrats and are known for being high energy, loyal and very affectionate. I’d say! That dog will lick you to death with her enormously long tongue.
Bella LOVES: squeaky tennis balls, sleeping under the covers, chasing chihuahuas, stinky cow hooves, the possibility of going on a walk, toting around my shoes, bacon, stuffed animals, any kind of food on the counter or off my plate.
This was the scene when I went to pick out Bella at the breeder’s:

Bella, 6 weeks

Bella on the way home form the dog park. She’s one happy dog! Here’s to many more birthdays.
