Tuckered out

Christmas present...

Close-up

Guest spot

Santa dog

and warm wishes from brady too!

a lolli x-mas to you!

Schnozzle #2

Schnozzle!!! #1

Not Lolli

Guest spot - Pedro (gato grande).

Scratch my belly!

just another kitchen hurdle...

if i can't see you, you can't see me...

cutie

her spot

aunt holly visits

hello gorgeous

compact sleeping

mine.

garrrr...

those eyes

possessed

furniture she can be on

lolli-look-out

a tease

no one plays with me

video treat: dog park!

guest starring: satchel (bloodhound) and homer (the noisy one) -

crossed paws

meet brady

lolli's little friend...

schnozzle close-up

yaaaawwwwwnnnnn

video treat

guest starring brady estler:

lolli is thankful for things to chew

lolli-tocks

A Lolli Story

On Saturday night, I thought I would go over to a friend's apartment and watch a movie.  I had spent the day cleaning my own apartment, and it was quite dog friendly.  No unsealed food on the counters, no bags of cookies or bread easily accessible, no unsealed treat bags or containers in sight.  So I left Lolli... un-crated.

Perhaps I should preface this with some additional information.  Lolli, being a rescue, has separation anxiety.  She doesn't like it when she is alone.  She doesn't like me to leave.  And she is spastic when I return.  In fact, she gets really excited and jumpy when anyone comes home.  Even strangers.  It is like she is thinking, New person!  New person!  Someone else to pet me, and love me, and give me lots of attention.  I should run around like crazy, try to trip them, and jump up on them to make sure this new person knows how very, very much I want to be loved by them...  If you have ever come to my apartment and have been greeted by Lolli, you'd know this.  In addition, the last couple of time she was left out alone, there were incidents.

• Incident #1 - the treat bag.  I had purchased a new bag of "T-Bone" chewy treats for Lolli.  The ziplock closure wasn't completely sealed when I put them away.  I left her alone for a few hours and when I returned, she tipped the shelving unit over the treats were sitting on and devoured the entire bag.  I have not gotten her new treats since.
• Incident #2 - the trash.  I didn't see this one.  My roommate left Lolli alone in the apartment for an hour, maybe less, to run an errand or something.  When she came back, Lolli had tipped the trashcan and its contents onto the floor (and our white carpet).  Thankfully, no stains.  And we have since taken to latching the trashcan lid shut if we step out.  And at night.  And almost all the time...
• Incident #3 - the cookies.  My roommate and I left the apartment for maaaayyybe 15 minutes to unload something from a friend's car.  We returned to find that Lolli had grabbed a bag of maple flavored sugar cookies (they were really delicious) from the kitchen counter that were completely sealed and ripped a hole in the bag and proceeded to eat them.

Anyway, I didn't leave any bags on the counter.  The trash was locked.  The house was safe, or so I thought.  I came home, maybe 3 hours later to find a mess.  I walked in, and Lolli ran up to me, all excited.  I took one look into the living room and using my "angry voice" asked her, "What did you do?"  - At that time, Lolli didn't know how to respond.  I was to mad at the time to find this funny, but it really was.  She was scared of "angry voice" so she sort of started to cower, but she was still so excited to see me that shouldn't help but be all up in my business.  The conflicting actions made for quite the amusing scene. - So I walked into the living room to discover that Lolli took the treat container for my roommate's dog (Brady - the Pomeranian) off the counter.  This was a hard plastic container with a snap top lid to keep contents fresh, and it was pushed back against the wall - so no where near the edge in puppy domain.  She must have worked at the lid for quite sometime and popped it open.  Then she scattered all the treats across the living room floor, eating the ones she liked (these little square biscuits and Greenies, mostly).  There were other treats I picked up and put back, but she easily ate 2/3 of the containers contents.  And in case you aren't familiar, Greenies are green chewy treats that are meant to make dog's breath smell better (they also make dogs' poop smell funny if eaten in mass quantities, sad that I know this).  They are shaped like green toothbrushes.

So Lolli got a strong talking to, a smack on her rump, and lots of finger pointing.  She pouted under the kitchen table for about a 1/2 hour before I made her come out.  And then she had a case of "poop soup" on Sunday night.  And all day on Monday.  And she threw-up in the lobby of my apt. building.  She was pretty miserable for a coupled days and wouldn't eat at all.  I'm hoping that taught her a little lesson.  Clearly she is smarter than she looks (to get to that treat jar!), but I'm not sure if she'll put 2 and 2 together on why she got the runs...

Oh, and not to worry.  She got brown rice and chicken for dinner last night and ate her kibble breakfast this morning.  She'll live to pester me another day :)

new lolli bed

Assistant Seamstress

zombie dog

but there's a squirrel up there...

keeping watch

lolli-lounging

sphinx-ish

close-up

elevator manners

snuggly

sleepin' in style

ahem. pet me.

Lolli and Henry

Sleepytime

Hiding

Lolli @ Park

Lolli a la Chalk

My Muse

Lolli Helping Pack

Lolli Love Car Rides