An Adventure Begins

Belle and I meet a couple days ago, she was huddled in a ball on her mat at the local animal shelter.  She perked up when I neared her cage.  And despite the barking of the other dogs she quietly licked my fingers through the fence.  I played with other dogs that day: a beautiful rust colored dog with impeccable manners, cute little puppies, and big king of the forest dogs, and mellow snugglers. 

I have always wanted a dog ever since my family friend of sixteen years passed away.  Every time I pass a dog I want to stop my car and ask their owner if I can just pet the thing to help subside my cravings.  But even with that thirst for canine companionship and those beautiful puppy eyes that won my heart instantly I was terrified.