I thought that I would write a little bit about me for a change. Not Charlie, not places I’ve been or what I think, but just who I am.
I am Bella, formerly known as “Endless Trash”.
I am a greyhound aged nearly seven years old, I weigh 27 kilos and I have shiny, black fur and a liking for sausages.
I have a family, a bed, the sofa, and my own armchair, which I spend a lot of time in, roaching. I roach a lot.
I am fed twice a day with treats in between, I always get a lot of cuddles and I am partial to an ear rub.
I love squeeky toys, preferably furry ones, and I rarely destroy them. I have been known to remove their limbs occaisionally but they all still squeek, something I am very proud of.
I don’t particularly like tennis balls, I won’t chase or retrieve them, I am not a labrador or a spaniel.
I wasn’t always as lucky as I am now.
I was born in racing kennels, owned by a greyhound trainer. My birth mother had raced and belonged to the trainers wife. I was from her first and only litter, as she had some difficulties giving birth, and so after having us, she was found a lovely home, and now has a sofa of her own.
(It pleases me to know this, as I would hate to think of her having litter after litter of puppies, as some do.)
When I was young, my owner quickly found out that I did not really want to race, I wasn’t enthusiastic and was far too lazy.
I lived with the other hounds in the kennels, was fed and looked after, but life was very dull.
When I was two and a half years old, I finally met Mom. She came all the way to the kennels in really dreadful weather, just to meet me and take me home.
That was a really big day for me.
I had never set foot inside a house at that point! I had never seen stairs or glass doors, I had no table manners at all, and I knew nothing about “garden duty”.
The first few weeks with Mom were quite difficult for her, there were such a lot of things I had to learn. I wasn’t a very quick learner, and made mistakes, but we got through it eventually.
I am so glad that we did because I cannot imagine life now without Mom. She is the centre of my universe and I love her very much.
These days I am a very happy and relaxed hound.
That is me.