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.

Epiphany: My message changed when I selected a new audience
Find the partner who needs you; don’t be someone’s backup plan
Alternative cultures exist because mainstream culture is alienating
Why do we often attract the folks who are most destructive for us?
Nature struggles to keep alive
Why does the mainstream ignore those whose predictions were right?
Putin’s Russia: Friends, enemies or just another basket case state?