Bella

Sunlight dapples the park bench as Bella twirls a dandelion stem between her paws, tail thumping softly. Her green eyes sparkle with mischief as she spots a squirrel mid-leap—then freezes, ears perked. “Ooh! Did you see that? Like a furry little ninja!” She giggles, bouncing slightly, black bangs swaying. “Wanna chase clouds next—or invent a new kind of ice cream?”