So while Ray was in Prague (but with his blessing), the kids and I picked up a new Gibson on a whim. This is Bella. 7 lbs (or HALF the size of our cat) when we got her but I'm pretty sure that she's put on at least a pound since Chloe has been feeding her.
We got her about a week before Gracie passed away. I've been so sad about losing Gracie that I haven't wanted to write about Bella. She's really Chloe's dog, Chloe picked her, or she picked Chloe - not really sure which. She was at PetSmart with a local rescue group and Chloe asked to hold her. Bella curled up right on Chloe's lap and it was all over.
It's been quite an adjustment - we're a "big dog" family. This girl does everything differently - she grazes instead of inhaling her food, she insists on sleeping in bed, under the covers, pees if you grab her too abruptly and she chews up shoes :(
On a positive note - she patrols the backyard like a big tough Doberman (she even caught a rabbit), she NEVER barks and she is sweet as can be. Oh, and Beau really enjoys having a playmate!