Every bark has a backstory.
How Bella Hijacked Our Hearts (and Socks)
Claire never intended to adopt a four-legged tornado. But fate—disguised as her daughter’s relentless puppy-eyed pleading—had other plans.
It started simply: Sasha’s friend’s dog had a very productive day outside. The result? Bella. Sasha watched her morph from a “potato with legs” into a walking carpet of mischief and campaigned for two months with the fervour of a politician: “Bella belongs with us.”
Claire caved. And just like that, she was driving home with a caramel-colored whirlwind in the passenger seat—equal parts, floppy ears, dark soulful eyes, and impending chaos.
The Truth About “Bella”
The name on her adoption papers was a lie. Claire soon learned it was actually an acronym:
- Ball of Energy
- Expert in Chaos
- Lover of Left Socks
- Little Detective
- Adorable Menace
Chapter One: The Early Days
(AKA: “The Great Sock Heist & Other War Crimes”)
- Hour 1: Bella conducts a perimeter sweep with the intensity of a tiny, overqualified CIA operative.
- Day 3: Eats half her kibble, then glares at it like it committed perjury.
- Week 2: Masters “sit,” perfects the “but I’m starving” face, and declares war on the vacuum.
- Month 1: Claire discovers a hidden trove of left-foot-only socks under the couch. Bella feigns innocence.
“If no one saw me eat it, did it really happen?”
— Bella, Philosopher-Pup
Claire’s notebook—originally titled “Bella’s Quirks”—spiraled into a survival guide covering puppy psychology, snack-based diplomacy, and the art of selective hearing (Bella’s, not Claire’s).
Why “The Bella Universe”?
This tiny dog with oversized opinions became the gravitational centre of Claire’s world.
- A walk isn’t a walk—it’s Mission Sniffpossible.
- A treat isn’t a reward—it’s a sacred pact.
- A dropped meatball is a philosophical debate: “To eat or to savour? (Just kidding, it’s gone.)“
Your Official Invitation
Welcome to a realm where paws have purpose, leashes lead to laughs, and every day is an adventure (often involving mud). Whether you’re here for the life lessons, the chaos, or just to see what Bella chews next—there’s always room on the couch.
(Just not the right side. That’s for the socks.)
Grab a treat. Watch your shoelaces.
Step boldly into The Bella Universe—where tail wags are truth, chaos is canon, and every day is a new chapter.
Click on the link to see Volume 1.
