A Love So Divine

Mostly, this is just for me . . . If you are an animal lover, however, then it can be for you, too. Because you will understand.

In an era where pictures are rarely taken with film anymore, I thought it might be prudent to start an online scrapbook for my sweet angel, Bella, in the event the photos on my phone were ever accidentally deleted or lost. As I sit here — staring at her rump sticking a quarter of the way out of the blanket she is smothered under — I am quite honestly a bit choked up. How can a mere animal possess you so wholeheartedly? Even more, how do you explain to someone that you are in love with your animal? Even I, hearing those words silently in my mind, find them strange and mildly unsettling.

But I am.

She has stolen my heart; so much so, that when I allow myself to think of the day — a long, long, long, long, eons long time from now — when I will have to send her on ahead of me, I am unable suppress tears. Her snorts of delight, her reverse sneezes, how rambunctious she gets — just wait until you see this. I plan to post a video eventually — upon receiving a treat and flies across the bed in a tornado of 360’s, the noises she makes specially for me when I snuggle her under my chin, how she never fails to race to the door when I get home, soaring into the air in leaps and bounds and pining for the moment when I scoop her up and devour her in a flurry of kisses, her tail (Thank you, God, for giving dogs tails . . .) and lastly, that she loves me back. All these things I am eternally grateful for.

Without further ado, I give you Bella.

This is her life.

Annabella — Bella, we as call her — was rescued from the Irvine Animal Shelter — after first rescued from a hoarder of over 150 Chihuahuas — a little over 2 years ago. For the first week, she would not come out of the crate in the mornings unless I manually removed her — which I didn’t. Every morning I open the gate to find her smushed up against the far back wall, shivering and shuddering, staring back at me with huge eyes full of distrust and fear. She was skittish, anti-social, and cowered in terror and when anyone tried to pet or pick her up. If she did leave her crate, it was only to eat or fertilize our patio, or on rare occasions, lay alert in the puppy-bed we had bought for her. Eventually she trusted us enough to hop up on the couch, and later on, do what she loves to do more than anything else: burrow beneath the blankets.

I don’t have a child — a human one, I mean. I am not sure if I ever will, if I am being honest. I’d like to believe that might happen for us one day, but if it didn’t, I don’t think I’d feel any less full than I do now. If we were to remain a family of 2.5, I would thank my Creator for blessing me with the most sensational, lovable, adorable, divine furry creature on Earth.

I love you, Bella.

The beginning: Bella weighed somewhere between 4-5 lbs when we brought her home, was incredibly malnourished, and had very little hair left on her body. Just to give you an idea, I have posted a picture we took the first week she came home to live with us.

The picture is small, I know, but if you understand that the bed she is laying on is no wider than 2 feet, it’s pretty shocking. She is not a tea-cup Chi. It breaks my heart to see this. Call it what you want, but I felt the sorrow in those eyes. Today, she looks nothing like this, I am proud to report! Here are a few of my favorite pictures. Enjoy!

Melt me completely

Puppy pants!

Not her best side, I’m afraid

Sun bathing beauty


Out for a drive for Mommy’s birthday

Nap-time with Daddy

Not my best side, I’m afraid

My little snail


More to come in the future . . .

11 thoughts on “A Love So Divine

  1. What a cutie! It is amazing how you can bond with a dog–or I suppose any pet, I guess. We have always had dogs and the occasional fish (no real bonding there!) Our dog, Moose, is a wonderful mood lifter–always happy to see us when we come home and just content to sit by us. Thanks for sharing the pictures. They made me smile.

    • Thanks, Kelly! We basically adore her πŸ™‚ And yes, agreed! Incredible how you can fall madly for an animal; though you are right, a fish would be rather difficult to snuggle. LOL!
      Moose! What a great name! What kind of dog is he?
      Glad the pictures made you smile πŸ˜€

  2. This is so funny that you were thinking of your little Bella and I was just thinking the same of my little girl, Sage. She is a Schnoodle and I have also fallen in love with this little animal. She too has my heart since I rescued her in October. You make me think that eventually I will post her pictures on my blog as well. Thanks for this great picto-reflection on your buddy.

    • Let me know when you do! I would love to see pictures of her πŸ™‚ I’m so glad I can share this love with other people. There many times today I wondered, “Am I crazy for writing a post about my dog?” to which I quickly responded to that sardonic voice, “NO!”

  3. I’ve had a little sniff at this post, I don’t think anything can love you the way a dog can, they don’t have a hidden agenda like people tend to. But as much as I love them the thought of 150 chihuahuas scared me a bit! Can you imagine, and how horrible for the dogs, thank goodness she’s safe with you now πŸ™‚

    • I agree 100%. Their love is pure. Their love ulterior-less. Their love is undignified.

      Pet borders are sickening people, but I do my best to focus taking a stand against the sickness, rather than the sick. They are broken people who are seeking something in animal companionship which cannot be fulfilled, save for our Creator. It’s sad; for the animals and the person. The rest of us — we can only do our part by rescuing one animal at a time and ensuring it receives a safe home.

      Love your devotion to Ted!

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