Seven years ago, Annabelle Blanche was born in Piedmont, Alabama. It seems like just yesterday that I brought her home. She was about 6 weeks old and could fit in the palm of a grown man’s hand. I was so overwhelmed that first week I actually tried to give her back to the family from which I bought her. Luckily for me, they offered only to tell people that called them from the posted ad in the newspaper to call me instead. I never heard from any of those people!
Annabelle has been a constant in my life over these tumultuous seven years. She’s made every move with me. She’s adapted herself to being a city dog even though she spent her puppy years in a house with a yard. She’s met all my friends and boyfriends. She’s licked my tears and been a reason for me to get out of the house during tough times. She’s been my lazy day companion. She’s been my running buddy.
I’m blessed to have such a fun companion in all my adventures!