I love Bella the Bulldog. I call her her Belly and I treat her like a princess but sometimes having a bulldog can make me feel crazy. Today I wanted to take her for a walk. We don't go far, maybe a block or two. But these are very slow blocks. I mean 45 minutes for 3 blocks slow. It can be relaxing on a nice day. It can also make a person feel insane. Bella walks out of the building happy with pep in her step but very soon after leaving the building she freezes. I mean freeze! She sniffs and stares. She looks like a statue. People see her and think she's so cute. She's a tough one. She's so slow. Who's walking who? How much does she weigh? She's so lazy. They say everything and most days I laugh it off. But today it was cold. My hands were numb and I just wanted to get home. It was a 45 minute struggle. And as soon as we walk in the door she sprints toward my husband. Oh Bella!