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.

Collectivists think they’re doing us favors as they force herd to follow
What’s your goal? Do you want to blow off steam or find solutions?
Why is it ‘isolationism’ to oppose killing those who didn’t attack us?
Part of me loves you dearly, but warring parts are hostile or afraid
Vulnerability is scary, but failure to be open guarantees loss of love
Most important thing you’ll do for your child is selecting other parent
FRIDAY FUNNIES
If your own life is all messed up, lecture others about fixing theirs
Here is another random act of kindness amid hurricane recovery