I know all of you are thinking, “Oh my goodness, did David and Christie get another dog?”
No, Dolly is not ours. But she does have a story.
The Christmas before last this cutie came to live at David’s house for a bit when David’s roommate, at the time, got Dolly. Or as I affectionately call her, The Dolly Lolly, Da’Lolly, of just Lolly.
We took Dolly to the Dog Park with us one day when she was still little enough to be Laddie’s playmate (this was long before Dixie).
It was a rainy day with lots of mud and, of course, water. This made for . . .
wet, muddy and happy dogs.
Laddie taught Dolly to dig and investigate. Good skills to have.
Dolly contemplated the Dog Park.
Laddie wondered why we wouldn’t throw a toy for him that was not his.
But that was all many moons ago. Laddie is much lighter now and has less hair but is still the same size.
And Dolly well, she is a bit too big now to be a playmate for Laddie.
Besides, she has tricks of her own she can pass on to Dixie.
Tricks like, find the toy when the human thinks she has skillfully hidden it.
The old stand by, catch me if you can.
And then there is the, come look and see what is in this bag! Oh yum! An unopened bag of cat food!
Yep, that really happened.
Dolly, either because she didn’t like the food or because Dixie hogged it for herself, did not eat very much. So, Dolly’s stomach showed no response. Dixie’s however, blew up like a balloon. She looked pregnant. She had major distendo belly. It was unnatural.
Fortunately, no trip to the vet was required and there was no late night cleaning of crates needed (the following day was a different story but I won’t get into that).
Anyway, Dolly has been a guest with us since Sunday and will be going home tomorrow. Hopefully she will come back and stay another time when cat food bags are safely secured above her reach.