n English gardener, who takes a lot of photos, visits many places, listens to lots of music, reads a lot of books, who has wandered the earth but is currently dug in in Sacramento, California. On this blog: gardening and wildlife. Life in Northern California, and an archive of postings from Long Island's southern shore, amid the wetlands... restoring house and garden. And the most beautiful sunrises...
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Bella on a cold morning
The wind was blowing her ears! Doesn't she look well! She is big and strong and kind. She is still scared by silly things--like the reeds rustling in the wind, or going through the front door--but so much better than she was a year or so ago.
Recently, someone on Long Island was arrested for starving a Great Dane to death. How can you do that? They are the size of a woman or a teenage boy. Bella now weighs about 145 pounds... and she weighed only 105 lbs when she arrived here. This is Bella, a couple of days after she came to live here in March 2009. It made me cry when I saw this picture of her again. How could anyone have not noticed how hungry she was???
She still sometimes sleeps all folded-up or wrapped into a tiny ball, like a kitten, and with her paws folded right back against her dog-wrists. But mostly she sprawls. All over her favourite sofa. All over me.
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