Bella, our favorite neighbor (by far), visits us from the prison of her porch, but greets us excitedly at least once each day. As punishment, her siblings set her free (I hope you feel the sarcasm of the word choice here) to either one of two 4' X 8' second-story patios for hours on end. Bella's journeys nearly always run short on water and food exists as a mere memory of hours past.
However, as Bella's self-proclaimed god-parent she greets me with kisses and happiness on every occasion. Somehow, through yelling parents, jaded siblings, and a drugged-out uncle she maintains the sweetest personality one could ask for. Its a shame such a wonderful creature came into this situation. But, I'll continually receive her kisses and happiness as reminders of the spirit which refuses sadness and perpetually celebrates life and joy.
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