I’m currently chilling in my p.j.’s in my room listening to the sounds of Annabelle’s sweet snores.
If you don’t know Annabelle “Bella”, she’s my white English lab.
She’s most often laid out in this position.
Baby under her chin…snoring like a rather large man in his 70’s.
We rescued Annabelle from a puppy mill a little over a year ago where she was being bred out until the owners were going to “do away with her.”
Because that really seems like the best idea…let’s just breed her, and then kill her when we are done forcing her to have all of these litters!?
I haven’t known B for 7 years of her life and I can only imagine how difficult life was for her before she came to my family.
She has an attachment to her “babies” (a.k.a. her stuffed animals that she carries around in her mouth).
She has been having some troubles lately.
The doctor thinks it’s something with her liver.
She’s had seizures since we adopted her and thankfully, we now have those under control.
However, I’m just hoping for the best.
All I can do is let her live a happy life.
It just breaks my heart to know that the scum of the earth are out there hurting innocent dogs like B.
Luckily, she found the BEST home.
On another un-sappy note…
going days without wearing any making have been truly liberating for me.
Let those pores breathe ladies!