White Dog rested next to Bella. "Remember that LONG car ride to pick up Bella and bring her home with us?" she asked. I looked down on the two of them and smiled. "Of course, how could I forget." "Remember she was so scared and timid? She still clings to you like a life preserver."
"Oh, but White Dog, think about the past couple of weeks," I reminded her reaching down to cup my Tiny Dancer's face. "She has made a leap of progress. She is asking dad to pet her. She is coming out from under the chair more and sitting in the window. She has played with Zsofia. And she she has been friendly to Skye and Daisy. She even comes out when Candace and Elena are over." "You are right, momma, she seems to be gaining confidence," WD agreed.
"But those first weeks she could not bear to be more than a hair's breadth away from you." White Dog scrolled through the photo albums to find these Throw Back Thursday pictures. "Remember..."