Bessie has lived her entire life in fear.
Well, maybe that’s not entirely correct, but she’s at least lived her life just on the edge of fear. She can go from relaxed and happy to tense and terrified in a split second. She’s not just scared of people who might try to hurt her. She’s even scared of the one person in the world who’s fed her and taken care of her for two and a half years — me.
I wrote about Bessie’s sister, Molly, last week. You can read that story if you’d like, because most of it applied to Bessie, too.

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Corrupt Trump isn’t even hiding half-billion dollar bribe anymore
Brutal truth is that we will never be able to fix all of world’s evils
Self-disclosure of flaws is how I stop myself from deceiving you
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