Jesse Lost His Dog
- by Marisa
- August 3, 2007
For over five years, everyone has known that Belle belongs to Jesse and me. Jesse is the alpha male when he’s around. Otherwise, Belle is my dog. Oh, but poor Jesse can’t call Belle his dog anymore.
Since the day we brought Kendyll into this house, Belle has been fascinated with her. If Kendyll cried, Belle whined. When Kendyll learned to sit up, Belle positioned herself right behind the baby so that Kendyll wouldn’t tumble over. As Kendyll became mobile, Belle took it upon herself to follow the baby and warn us when danger lurked. Seriously, the first time Kendyll made her way all the way to the two steps leading to my office, Belle went ballistic, barking and yelping and generally being annoying until we paid attention.
Now, Kendyll is paying back the favor. No matter what Kendyll is eating, she shares with Belle. If we tell Kendyll, “No!” she simply waits until we’re not looking to sneak Belle a little food.
I hate to be the one to break it to Jesse, but Belle is no longer his or even mine. Belle now belongs to Kendyll. Belle follows her through the house, sits through Dora and Diego DVDs and even lets Kendyll use her as a pillow when they’re on the floor together.
Yesterday, Brit told Kendyll to stop feeding Belle. Then Brit went over to the dishwasher and when she turned back around, Kendyll was feeding Belle from her high chair! Grammy was not far away and got this rare glimpse of the a girl and her dog.
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That is such a cute picture. My youngest son’s cat just ran away and we are now looking at getting him a dog. I know he’d be just like this if he had a dog.
[...] until she hands it to her. The dog is patient, that’s for sure. Of course, Kendyll has always shared her food with Belle so perhaps Belle is now returning the favor. Here, then, is the vicious Pit Bull waiting for the [...]