After receiving a notification about a parcel waiting, I went on my lunch break to pick it up.
Bella didn't care much for it so I got paranoid and called in the special forces to make sure it wasn't an explosion or anthrax. There was some prodding and poking. Serious business!
With some special techniques the parcel was opened up safely and inspected.
An hour later we received the verdict: Not dangerous.
Oh! It's Bella's new collar and harness!
Bella agreed to model for me. Look at that long neck, could we fake it as a Whippet?
Can we now go out for a walk?
Then there's the harness, it's pretty much exactly what I was looking for! Wearing it, Bella could pass for a streetwise member of a motorcycle gang.