Harte and her Bella are quite a pair. (how cool is the tank sent by the best auntie in the world!) Bella has found a permanent home under the highchair. One may wonder why my little one has such tan legs, that is due to Bella and her morning routine of licking off all the sunscreen I put on Harte. Harte has mastered the art of the Heisman to avoid Bella lick attacks. But Harte is no shrinking violet....the pic of her at the front door looks sweet and innocent but that is only because you can not see Bella on the other side. Harte was banging the door, teasing Bella and laughing while the dog was having a barking fit, dying to come out. Sweet Bella doesn't even have a clue of the torment that will come her way.
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so, reading this i just remembered that you have a dog named bella... guess what now so do we! i'll send you a pic... haa.
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