Our family consists of one cat, two pretty much full sized
dogs, and a twohalf dogs (chihuahuas).
The mama dog of the family is Belle, an
Italian Greyhound which we got in October 2000 from
Freda Byard, a wonderful breeder who
really loves her doggies. She was named after
Catherine Bell, who owns two Italian
greyhounds herself, and is featured on one of our favorite TV
programs, JAG. She is simply the sweetest and happiest creature we
have ever met. In fact Nadine and I both have a lot to learn from
this dog, for no matter what is going on, she is just sooooo happy,
and she shows it. She is also poetry in motion. When she is walking
slowly, she does a high stepping prance, and when she runs, she's
awesome. After living with Belle for a few months, we decided that
we should also get
her sister Venus, so in April of 2001, Nadine
flew up to Amarillo Texas and picked her up. Now there is nothing
they enjoy more than romping through the house and having fun.
All of the images below are "thumbnails."
To see the full size pictures, just click on them
Walkies! Did I hear the word
only reason I am holding still like this is
because my human, Nadine just put a treat in front of me and told
freeze. I don't know how long I can stand it,
but she usually only makes me wait a little while.
Don't I just look so snug on this nice down
comforter. This is one of my favorite spots when my humans
are watching TV in Henry's room. Somehow I always manage
to find a way to slip between them, so that I can touch
both of them at the same time. The only problem sometimes
is my sister,
Gatita, who doesn't like me and wishes I
would just go away.
You can often find me walking with my humans, well,
they're walking, I'm running, on the beach, somewhere
between the Hotel Playa and Pueblo Bonito. My job there is
to make sure that the beach of free of birds. I take this
job very seriously, and do whatever it takes to keep those
pesky seagulls off of my beach.
June 13, 2012 - A sad day
This is the last photo of Belle, taken on the morning of June 13,
2012, as she way lying on our bed in Chapala, Mexico. We had to
let go of her this morning. I know you are not supposed to
have favorites, but she was mine (Henry's). She was diagnosed about a
year ago with an enlarged heart, which recently turned into congestive
heart failure. She spent all of last night struggling to breathe, all
the while pacing back and forth on the bed trembling with fear.
Anyone who says dogs don't have emotions has never owned a dog. Our
Belle would let you know when she was happy and when she was sad, and
last night she told us she was afraid. We both believe this will only
get worse for her, so today we decided to let her go.
I will always remember her running on the beach and chasing seagulls,
sleeping in the crook of my shoulder during siesta time, and acting as
mother towards all of our other dogs. She was a gentle spirit,
and the world would be a better place if more of us could be like her.
Thank you Belle, for being a part of our lives.
Powered by Disqus
Quote of the day: If you can't be kind, at least have the
decency to be vague. Unknown