It's all about Bella

This is our dog, Bella. She is quite sure she's the world's best dog, and until lately had little patience for common canines. Her list of doggie friends was short and very selective.

The two cats who also live with us are tolerated so long as they understand their place in Bella's world, and that place is to entertain Bella.

She is blissfully unaware of her shortcomings intellectually.

Bella is a Yorkie, a breed not known for high intelligence, but Hey!--she's cute!

Here's Bella at the dog park inside our R V park. It's a wonderful area for the dogs, and some of the residents tell me they return here just because of it. When we arrived Bella was very shy. She loved going to the park but the other dogs scared her. She'd hide behind my legs and peek around, feeling like the new kid in school. I wouldn't let her off leash because she was so nervous. I wasn't sure she'd come back to me. Two and a half weeks have passed, and Bella is now struttin' her stuff. She knows and recognizes many of the dogs, now friends, that terrified her not long ago. She absolutely will not drink the lake water, no matter how many of the other dogs do, and is spell-bound when one of the dogs dives in for a swim. She stares in utter disbelief that any dog would get wet on purpose.

We make three trips a day to the dog park. I have told her it's Disney World and she believes me.