As I write this Belle is still with me and has been doing good since Friday afternoon. She still sleeps a a lot but when she is awake is alert and able to get around. She has actually trotted or even scampered around the yard some with the younger dogs and is holding her own. I am thinking the many prayers and healing energies sent out in her behalf from my special circle of friends have been of huge benefit here! She will be surrounded in love 24/7 until her last breath which is only right!.Ever dog deserves this as does every human; taht many do not get it makes me very sad.
This good time may not last and I know it cannot last forever but each good day she has that we can share is a special blessing and time I cherish. I may have a lead on a young female Aussie needing a home if she has not been adopted by the time Belle does leave me. My hope for the pup a good home soon as she is fostered, like Belle was, for now due to unfortunate circumstances but if it works out that she is to come to me--again it's in the Doggie Deity's capable and loving hands!--she will be loved and have a forever home. Her name is June-Bug, which I may change if she comes to me later on.
Here are the pix I mentioned of Rojito and Belle. There seems to be a real bond between them and he loves to go on our gentle little walks. We resumed them yesterday after I let her rest through the weekend to be sure she was up to it again. I hope the LDS folk do not mind that we walk on their lovely grass. No messes are ever left--mostly none are made but Belle kind of prances in the soft wet green carpet and I think she harkens back to our home in Arizona where I had a nice patch of grass in the back yard that she loved to roll in. We have grass here too but not as lush and fine.
He'd been right against her shoulder before she moved. I waited a bit and when she went back to sleep and I leaned over the coffee table to get the second shot--and another very similar. Anyway I am touched and pleased by their affection and bond.
Rojito seems to be a special little guy. He did not have a happy life before in some ways--he'd been at the pound and then adopted to a home where he was neglected but he is blossoming now and showing his sweet, sensitive--but mischievous nature!
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