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for we knew how, for a while, she could have gone out of control
Bella
Mr Yeo's Bella is a golden retriever,
3 years old
She sees me and tugs at her leash
I move towards but also brace myself,
for here she comes.
Her paws are on my shoulders in seconds,
nearing bowling me over,
then she runs around a few times and leaps up again
I reach out to pet her and she grasps my arm with her teeth,
careful not to clamp down
She spins away her friendly frenzy
before finally resting heavily on my feet, panting.
Now she knows I won't be going away she allows herself to be petted.
I squat down to run my fingers down her heaving back, marvelling at her softnes,
just bathing in the love only a dog can show us, sometimes.
When i see her, i see different children.
the one whom parents have to explain, keep a special leash on
because not everyone understands their exuberance and unrestrained expression of love
Once my 6 year old brought her stuffed toy dog to show Bella,
thinking it would delight her to see another in her likeness.
Mr Yeo's eyes grew wide when he saw the toy puppy energe from behind the little girl's back
but before he could say anything,
Bella was bounding straight for the child.
My daughter ran, hugging her own puppy tight, with Bella giving chase, one round then two,
running circles around Mr Yeo and me..
Drop the doll drop the doll he shouts.
but it's her favourite dog dog and she clings on harder.
finally I jump in grab it and fling it away
and off goes Bella behind it, triumphantly shaking it left and right, for that's what she was after, all along.
it would have been funny it weren't terrifying. Bella is bigger than my daughter.
it was all a game for her
she doesn't see Mr Yeo and my daughter and me shaking,
.
The owners wrests the soggy doll from Bella
we stuff it into our bag out of sight .
you cannot show her toys you cannot. you cannot.
he sounds stern but I know he speaks from love and dread
we laugh nervously
all is well
but we know
for a second there, maybe 5,
it wasn't that clear it was going to be so.
Mr Yeo, he loves her, thinks the world of her.
But she is stronger than him, and he needs to be ready to calm her down at anytime.
He has to be ever careful and accept that not all will love her and accept her for who she is
My daughter still plays with her, just never with a toy in sight.
1. bipolar
2. dogs
Bella the vegetarian golden retriever
I'm at the pool
lying in the deck chair,
the blue water rippling
in the breeeze
when all of a sudden
I see her.
I practically leap out of my chair
but control my steps as I walk toward her
she sees me and tests her leash a bit
I brace myself
and there it comes!
she jumps on me, nearing bowling me over
goes around a few times and leaps up again .tests my arm in her teeth but careful not to clamp down
she is heavy,
and in a friendly frenzy
but she finally calms down and rests heavily on my feet panting
she knows now I won't be going away anytime soon.
I run my fingers down her back, marvelling at her softness.
when i see her i see different children.
the one whom parents have to explain, keep a special leash on
because not everyone understands their exuberance and unrestrained expression of love
Mr yes, he loves her. anyone can see that. but she stronger than him. and he needs to ready to calm her down at anytime. she gets excited and doesn't realise her own strength.
Once my youngest daughter brought her stuffed toy, another dog, to show Bella.
Bella went wild! she started chasing my daughter and she started running round and round the little girl holding the stuffed dog the big dog that is taller than her chasing her excitedly
the owner yelling drop the toy drop the toy
but it's her favourite dog dog and the 6 year old doesn't want to
part with it. I yell at her too drop it.
and she does
and Bella heads straight there and grabs it and shakes it
she has no idea
it was all a game for her
she doesn't see her owner and my daughter and me shaking
for we knew how for a while she could have gone out of control.
the owners wrests the soggy doll from Bella and we stuff it into our bag out of sight
he says you cannot show her toys you cannot. you cannot.
and we laugh nervously and all is well
but know
for a second there, maybe 5,
it wasn't that clear it was going to be ok
and that is his life with her
he loves her thinks the world if her
but he has to be careful and accept not all will lvoe her and accept her for who she is
she started chasing my daughter round and round the
little girl holding the stuffed dog
the big dog, bigger than her,
chasing her , 2 circles now 3
for we knew how, for a while, she could have gone out of control
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