Bella stops, dead center of the room and freezes like a statue. Then she starts smacking her lips and licking her nose repeatedly. Usually she gives me plenty of time to guide her away from my fancy rug and get her to the hard floor. I swear she is like a baby, she expects me to sit there with her and tell her it will be okay. You can tell it scares her to get sick, poor thing. I think that is really smart of Lexi to tell you her bubby is sick!
