Bad cop, good cop

Bella loves to curl up between my feet when I sit on a chair. She nuzzles around my insteps before settling down and falls asleep. I feel her breathing and little stretches she takes every now and then.

‘Oh Bella, I wish if you show such affection to my hands too’

Bella seems to have developed her shyness to my hands when I approach her face to face and reach out to her. It hurts me more than a bit especially when Hubbie does exactly the same yet she shows no such inhibitions towards his hands. 

‘It’s so not fair that I am Bella’s bad cop and you’re her good cop!’ I protest to Hubbie. You see, he doesn’t do any task which can make Bella potentially uncomfortable such as cleaning her bottom or putting a collar and lead so we can go out together one day. I have to catch her and do those rituals for her welfare’s sake but Bella doesn’t seem to appreciate it that way. Oh, I am in a lose-lose situation, aren’t I?!  

I raised my concerned to a vet when I took Bella to her second vaccination. The vet reassured me that her behaviour was part of her growning up and she would outgrow the inhibition in due course. ‘They will grow to have more respect to a person who look after them. I assume you are also the one who feed her. So you don’t have to worry about her demeanour too much’. Her advice made me feel partially better but not entirely because it reminded me the feeling I had towards my parents when I was growing up. It sounds like I am in my mom’s shoes, I thought. Yes, she was a bad cop and my dad was a good one. I remember that the reverence I had for her was real but also the fear of making her angry was in the back of my mind all the time. She was not a strict disciplinarian but also not a touchy-feely person either. Comparing with her, dad was definitely a softie and openly affectionate to apple of his eye. Naturally, I was gravitated towards dad and under appreciated mom emotionally. However, I grew up and started to see the bigger picture – how mom helped me to keep the straight and narrow path, I realised how great she was.

Will Bella see me that way in future? 

Noooo, I just want her to love me! Forget about the respect. The eye contact with her gives me such a buzz and I am so in love with her…

Kaori by Kaori Okumura

Happiness is a warm puppy

A sensation I felt was a familiar one yet it brought a tear in my eyes. Bella the Yorkie pup was having a nap on my lap and the way she was snuggling up to me was exactly like Mr.B’s. The warmth and the weight of her body reminded me how I used to cuddle Mr.B every morning while I checked an in-tray of my email and sipped my first cup of tea. The moment opened the floodgates which had been restraining my pent-up feeling. The lid on my emotion, which was firmly shut from the moment Mr.B took his last breath on my lap, was finally loosened and I could cry for the first time without the fear of losing myself in the depth of sadness. Even though I never stop missing Mr.B, Bella’s cute furry face is my sunshine which will coax me to look up and feel the warmth of life.

Princess Bella & a Cath Kidston’s draft stopper having an epic battle…

The fight between them was vicious.

Then, she needed another re-charging nap…

Her third (& last) vaccination is booked for next Tuesday and finally, she can hit the street! We both are so looking forward to exploring London together, aren’t we, Bella?

Kaori by Kaori Okumura

Bella, oh Bella

Bella is almost 10 weeks old! Since she joined us two weeks ago, her frame has grown bigger and her gait has become steadier. She runs around the apartment like a little tornado and does all sorts of mischief. The first 4 nights were definitely tough on us because she didn’t settle herself into sleep on her own. Her pining kicked off as soon as the light was out. She whined and whined and she increased the volume as she realised her pleading was not getting any response from us. Then, she upped the ante by turning her whining to yapping. When she learnt her yapping and barking were still ignored, she decided to howl like a wolf. Eventually, the dawn broke and zombie-like Hubbie and I sipped our tea and looked at Bella who was only happy to see us. Oh dear, how we managed to persevere those 4 nights, I don’t know. Then, on the fifth night, like a magic, Bella slept through the night and didn’t whimper at all. It felt like a miracle and we were overjoyed!

Being a pup means having lots of naps…

Puppies fall asleep like a wind-up toy out of power, don’t they? After a whirlwind of activities, Bella switches herself off and sleeps like a stone. During these brief periods of calm, I can get on with housekeeping chores. You see, I don’t want be like her jailer but she does need supervision so she won’t end up in vet. Despite we have done our best to puppy-proof our apartment, Bella always manages to find loop holes.

These are the moments of her being caught red handed…

Unlike Mr.B who was cautious to new things, Bella is very into new things. Watching the way she interacts with them is really entertaining but at the same time there have been more than a few “heart in a mouth” moments too.

Oh Bella, I hope your curiosity won’t get yourself into hot water…

As we seem to have managed to establish a routine, I have commenced knitting a new sample for 2017. For this season, I want to combine my finger knitting method with needle knitting. Some  difficulties are expected but I am itching for the challenge!

Bella has given me back a life which went missing after Mr.B’s passing. She doesn’t know how much it means to me. Thank you, little Bella. I am eternally grateful…

Kaori by Kaori Okumura

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