Here's my story of adopting Bella.....My last sweetie went to the Rainbow Bridge on June 4, 1998. On Feb. 1, 1996 my other sweetie had gone. I was now dogless but fortunately had my two kitties to help me through it all who I love with all my heart. After maybe 2 years I started to get a yearning for a dog. My hubby said "No more dogs! I can't go through the sorrow again when they die!" I didn't push but yearning continued and I kept missing the click click sound of nails on the kitchen floor. Also the winters were hard because we no longer had to shovel paths in the back yard for anyone to go potty. Finally about close to a year ago I knew I had to have another dog.

I originally approached hubby about adopting a pug. I just love their little faces and personalities. He is a die hard poodle man (we have had 4) and really didn't want to even commit to another dog, let alone a non-poodle. I searched the internet and found breeders and had my heart set on a cream colored puppy. He wanted another black (like our precious Whitney). I secretly went to the breeder's one day (about an hour's ride away) who had a litter of creams. I fell in love with Bella there. I called hubby at work and told him where I was. I asked if he would prefer Bella or her little brother. He said "Go ahead and get the female." I almost did somersaults in the breeder's living room. The rest is history! Sometimes hubbys need a nudge!!