Disclosure: I started this post more than a year ago, in preparation of Bella's passing, because I knew it would be hard to write after. She made it to fourteen years, seven months. Even though she had no use of her back legs for at least the last 9 months of her life, she was happy, healthy, and so loved. We told the kids last October that she probably wouldn't make it to Halloween, and here I am, posting this one year later. I'm sure I'll write more and post pictures later, but I wanted to officially make this post, and thank God that it's coming more than a year after we thought it would. As the end of this post shows, my wish to spend one more Christmas with her was granted. And one more birthday...for all of us.
Bellatrix Houdini Burkett
March 4, 2007-October7, 2021
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Thirteen and a half years ago, Jason and I went to a shelter, just to see some dogs and figure out what we wanted. What we found was our Bellatrix Houdini Burkett, and we brought her home that day.
We knew we wanted a little puppy, because our cat, Foz, had major anxiety and we knew that bringing a big dog in could send him over the edge. So, the shelter worker brought us to a small pen of puppies. We had been given advice to not pick the hyper puppies jumping on the fence, and saw the cutest little ball of fur lying quietly in the back of the pen while the others were all jumping and barking at us.
We picked her up and she fell asleep in Jason's hand (literally...she only weighed 3 lbs), and we knew. About 20 minutes, we had listened to all of the rules and instructions for adoption and Bella was still sleeping in Jason's hand. She fooled us, though. As soon as I finished the last stroke of my signature on the adoption papers, she woke up, ran up Jason's arm, bit his ear, then jumped down, ran in the cat room and started trying to eat "treats" from the litter box.
We bought a crate and other puppy goodies and brought her home. The first couple of nights were pretty rough. She whined all night and chewed on the wire of the crate. There would be a huge puddle of drool when we got her out in the morning. She settled in and potty trained quickly, and soon I started teaching her tricks. She could eventually sit, stay, roll over, go around, and would leave a treat on the ground until I told her to get it.
It took us a couple of days to name her, and we finally settled on Bellatrix. This was before we read the Harry Potter book that introduced Bellatrix LeStrange, so it wasn't intentional that she shares the same name, but it might have been forshadowing that we'd have a daughter who loved villains and looked just like Helena Bonham Carter. However, she was actually named after the star that's in the constellation Orion, because when Jason and I would stargaze while we were dating, that's the only constellation he could ever find. We decided we could call her Bella or Trixie, but Bella was the one that stuck.
She was a pretty good puppy. Didn't bark much. Didn't chew things (except food, which she would eat everything she could get her mouth on). She had lots of energy, and was very strong, but usually very easily controlled.
When Jason's mom went on hospice, we went up and spent two weeks there. His parents had a Daschound named Maggie who loved to sit on the back of the couch and bark at all of the passing cars and people. And Bella picked up the habit.
She has a very loud bark when she gets protective, which is often. Passing cars and people, turtles, and even sometimes falling leaves would set her off and she would go for quite a while. When people came over, she would take a while to settle down, and there were days during our addition that she barked all day when some of the workers were in the house.
She is always more protective when Jason is not home, and became even more so when Kyran and Karyssa were born. She loves the kids. So much. And she is so sweet and gentle with them. But I've always told people if anyone tried to hurt them, she would probably rip their limbs off.
She was so fast. My dad took her on a run once and she outran a rabbit. She could also run back and forth in the living room and dining room, dodging kids and toys, never hitting a thing. And boy could she jump. She probably would have made a great agility dog.
The only time her strength was a negative was when I would take her out and she would spot a squirrel. She would take off and almost take me with her. Once, at Tammy's house, I took her out during the morning hours when dew was still on the ground. I had on flip flops with no traction, and when a man walked by with his dog, I knew what was coming. I braced for her to start pulling, and she "took me skiing" across the yard.
She was never aggressive toward other dogs. She played roughly, but nicely, but it made her nervous to be on a leash when she was with other dogs.
I've struggled writing this because she is still with us, but not the same. I've gone back and forth between present and past tense, because she's just not the dog she used to be. She still loves treats, but doesn't want to eat her regular food as much anymore. She has very minimal use of her back legs. She is losing control of her bowels. She barely barks anymore (but when she does, it's as loud as ever). We know it could be any day that she wakes up and just can't walk at all anymore.
And I don't know what we're going to do without her.
Kyran and Karyssa love her very much, but while they had each other, Gemma had Bella. I have almost as many pictures of the two of them as I do Kyran and Karyssa together.
And she has been my shadow, especially for the past few months. She wants to be upstairs when I'm upstairs, under my reclining chair when I'm on the couch and we had to move her bed over to my side, because she would sleep on the floor next to me instead of on her bed. It's safe to say we're bonded. I am her mommy and she is my baby girl.
I started this post in September and she is still with us and doing about the same in December. We tried several treatment options, including acupuncture, oral steroids, and other oral medicines, but after a recommendation from a friend tried a horse steroid. For four weeks, I took her to the vet twice a week for a shot. This was not always the most pleasant situation (I quickly learned I needed to keep plastic bags and wipes in the van), but it did work wonders on her. Her spunk came back a little and even over a month later she seems to be gaining some strength back.
As much as the current Covid conditions have been rough on us, they have been so good for Bella. There is almost always someone home with her and she loves the time with her people.
We love our sweet girl so much and are so hopeful to celebrate another Christmas with her!