My Sweet Bella

  

"A true friend is never truly gone. Their spirit

lives on in the memories of those who loved them."

Author Unknown

My Sweet Bella was put to sleep two years ago today.  She was rescued from the local shelter one day after her surrender.  Feisty, independent, and scared this underfed Redbone Coonhound with long droopy ears stole my heart.  

The Shelter reported her to be 4 years old, but the vet said she was younger based on her muscles and teeth.  After a handful of one on one training, both she and I knew we'd be forever friends. She was funny in her unique antics and protective of me.  She'd stay in my bed at night until I fell asleep and then she'd run to guard the front door.  

Bella went every where with me, including several trips to Tennessee.  She might have been eleven years old when she was put down.  I curled up on the floor by her side, petting her and thanking her for her loyal friendship as she slipped away.   Even though we said 'good-bye' her presence continues to be felt in my heart and mind.