Hi, I’m Bella!
My human mama has been crazy busy lately, so she’s letting me guest post for her. I thought I’d introduce myself and tell you about a day in the life of me, Bella.
I don’t ask for much. A warm bed, regular meals, a few treats now and then, and some play. OK, maybe some isn’t the right word. LOTS of play. LOTS and LOTS of play. I have terrific human parents who give me lots of love and attention and provide the kind of play that leaves me tired at the end of the day. I’m almost 4 years old, but continue to act like a puppy – as I’m sure you all know.
I have lots of friends. Just this morning, my boy toy Murphy came by to play with me. Actually, I think he enjoys peeing in my yard even more than he enjoys serenading me. But whatever, he’s kinda cute and he’s spastic, so we have fun. My sister even lives right across the street from me – how lucky! Her name’s Bauer and her mama got her just after mine got me. I guess I was so cute that she had to have a yellow lab pup too. Now we get to play together all the time. She barks though. A lot. Gives my human parents and me a headache. But we play tricks on her, so we get the last
bark laugh. For example, my human parents put my pool away for the winter, but Bauer continues to go over to that empty spot, walk around the area the pool used to sit, and plop down, expecting to be cooled off by the pool water. It’s too funny for barks words.
Sometimes my human mama takes me along with her on her run, but honestly, I get bored. She just wants to run straight for long periods of time. Me? I try to show her all the cool things I can smell or hear, like squirrels or dead frogs. I guess I’ll just keep trying to show her what she’s missing. For now, she takes me for a 1 mile jaunt, drops me off at home, and then she goes off to do her longer run. We’re both happy.
My best times are when my human parents take me on the power line trail near our house. I get to run free, climb some rock “mountains”, fetch some big sticks, and before we turn around to go home, I get to swim. I love to swim! My human dad throws the stick far upstream and I retrieve it every time. There have been a few times where I’ve gotten stuck briefly in the thicket and my human dad has gotten nervous. Afterall, he doesn’t want to have to jump in to save me. And how would I ever explain that I, a Labrador Retriever, needed saving? Bauer and Murphy would never let me live that one down.