Bella is rarely still. Most pictures of her look like this.
We coaxed her to pose on Boxing Day with her favorite plaything: crumpled tissue paper tied with discarded bits of ribbon, which she chased and chewed and tossed. She liked it better than any of the manufactured toys we’d bought for the dogs for Christmas.
After several rounds with her impromptu toy, Bella was willing to pose, for a second or two.
But she soon grew tired of modeling.
