Bella’s Daily Walk & the Doggy Gossip Session.
Another bright morning arrived, and Claire clipped the leash onto Bella’s sparkly pink collar.
“Ready for our walk, fluffball?”
Bella wagged her tail so hard her whole butt wiggled.
“Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy! Walk! Sniffs! New friends! Rogue sandwich? Dare I dream?”
First Stop: The Mailman’s Nemesis
As soon as they turned the corner, Bella spotted Max, a grumpy old beagle who spent his days guarding his porch from the “suspicious” mailman.
Bella: “Max! Why do you bark at the mailman EVERY day? He just gives us packages!”
Max: “That’s what he WANTS you to think. One day, he’ll slip up, and I’ll catch him. Mark my words.”
(He then flopped over dramatically for a belly scratch from Claire.)
Claire chuckled and asked Max’s owner, “How old is this little detective?”
“Twelve,” the owner sighed. “And he still thinks the mailman is an international spy.”
Next Up: The Overly Friendly Labrador
Further down the street, Bella met Bruno, a giant, slobbery Labrador who believed every human existed solely to pet him.
Bella: “Bruno, do you EVER stop drooling?”
Bruno: “Nope. It’s my ✨signature look✨.”
(He then leaned heavily against Claire’s leg, leaving a damp patch on her jeans.)
The Dramatic Poodle Encounter
Then came Lulu, a fancy white Poodle who acted like she was starring in a doggy soap opera.
Lulu: “Bella, darling, you simply MUST try the organic salmon treats at the new pet boutique. Divine.”
Bella: “I mostly eat whatever falls on the floor, but thanks?”
Claire grinned. “Lulu’s quite the diva, huh?”
Lulu’s owner adjusted her sunglasses. “She refuses to walk if it’s drizzling. She thinks it’s ‘bad for her coat.
The Best Part: Meeting Another Girl Dog!
Finally, Bella spotted Daisy, a playful Dalmatian. Excited, she immediately flopped onto her back, legs in the air.
Bella: “LOOK! I’m a girl too! No boy bits—just glitter, fluff, and attitude!”
Daisy: “Same! Wanna race to that tree and pretend we’re wolves?”
Bella: “YES. Claire, hold my leash, I’m about to be FAST.”
Claire and Daisy’s owner laughed as the two dogs zoomed in wobbly circles.
Claire: “Does Daisy bark at strangers?”
Daisy’s Owner: “Only if they don’t pet her within three seconds of meeting.”
The Walk Home: Exhausted but Happy
By the time they got home, Bella was panting, tongue lolling out. She collapsed onto her bed with a dramatic sigh.
Bella: “Claire… that was… the best… walk… ever. But now… nap.”
Claire scratched her ears. “Good girl, Bella. Tomorrow, we’ll see if Max has finally caught the mailman.”
Bella snorted in her sleep, dreaming of squirrels, belly rubs, and more doggy gossip.
The End. 🐶💕
Bella’s Final Thought:
“Every walk is a story. Today’s was a rom-com with a side of slobber.”
(Moral of the story: Life’s better when you stop to sniff—and chat—with your neighbours!)
