When she got her stitches out from her spay a few days ago, Lollie was dismayed to learn that while she is healing up nicely, she will have to wear her embarassing bandage and le cone de shame a little longer. Here is what she thinks about that:
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skinny minnie
Doc said Lollie isn’t putting on weight fast enough. In fact, she came to us at 53 lbs, and now weighs 51 lbs. The weird thing about that is that we’ve been feeding her A LOT of a high quality, high-protein dog food, and plenty of peanut butter throughout the day. Apparently it’s not good enough.
Lucky for her, this means she gets to start having treats and fatty snacks in a totally unprincipled manner. Not as a reward for good behavior, but at every. meal.
Vet strongly recommended that we buy Lollie some cottage cheese to mix in to her food for a few weeks. It’s super high in protein, and should help her bulk up a little. The funny thing about that is that with the exception of dog food and treats, fosterdad and I run a vegan household. Still, for the good of our fostergirl I happily trotted to the co-op and got her some fancy cottage cheese. It looks so funny in our fridge alongside our soy milk.
Lollie seems to love it, as you can see. She chomps it up as fast as she can, and just for good measure, licks the outside perimeter of the bowl, lest a nugget of cheesy yumminess escape her tongue’s reach.
soccer dreams
Lollie wants to inform you that in her past life, she was a soccer player. She still dreams of soccer when she sleeps, and sometimes, she sleeps with soccer when she dreams.
lollie shakes it!
Just a quick video to show off what a genius-wonderdog Lollie is. I taught her this in about three minutes last night, after our evening walk. It’s incredible, how fast she learns.
Also- notice how her butt and back legs subtly slide backward as she sits in concentration. Think we should get her some rubber booties for traction?
Adoptability factor 1: Snugglability
In the spirit of helping Lollie find her forever family, we thought it would be smart to spend a little more effort sharing what makes her so very adoptable. Although there are endless adoptability factors we could list, we’re going to try to make this a weekly series so we don’t overwhelm you too much.
Lollie loves to snuggle. Sitting, standing, laying down; on the bed, on the floor, in the car, in the yard (ok, maybe not in the yard); morning, noon, and night; in a box or with a fox; with or without a pillow and blanket. She will gladly drift off to sleep covered up with a blanket in her room after a long walk, or curl up with her face in your lap as you read or watch a movie. She has a knack for finding the softest possible spot to lay and curling herself up into an impossibly small jellybean shape, with her nose tucked under her back paws, which are extended over her face in a diver’s full-pike position. Sometimes, her little paws and nose twitch while she sleeps, as though she’s dreaming of running through a field, chasing Max the rabbit.
back to the grind
After a long, long weekend out of town, we are picking up both wonderdogs tonight. We can’t wait to get them back home! Lucky Chick has been boarding at his grandparents’ house with his best friend Tex the lab, and Lolita has been boarding at the vet’s so they can look after her as she recuperates from her spay surgery. The vet told us this morning that Lollie is doing great and everything is healing up nicely. Naturally, the receptionist lit up at Lollie’s name (just like everybody does) and offered many enthusiastic words of love and admiration for our little girl.
Her stitches will have to wait a few more days to come out, but soon enough she’ll be rid of le cone de shame and back to her regular routine!
giving thanks and a dance party
Lollie has plenty to be thankful about this Thanksgiving, not the least of which is her recent reincarnation as a spoiled house pet. But rather than continuing to focus on her sad past, Lolita would like to share the three things she is most thankful for: butt-scratches from her fostermom, her sweet dance moves, and her excellent taste in music.
a poem for you; well-wishes for lollie
Concentration is scarce among the Fosterfamily today, because our little wonderdog is at the vet getting spayed. In keeping with MCHS rules, our own values, and of course logic and reason, Lollie is putting the smackdown on pet overpopulation.
For today’s entry, I’d like to share a snippet from a poem that we stumbled upon while vainly searching for our fosterblog on Google (no luck finding it, by the way). It’s called “Walking the Dog,” by Howard Nemerov:
Two universes mosey down the street
Connected by love and a leash and nothing else.
Mostly I look at lamplight through the leaves
While he mooches along with tail up and snout down,
Getting a secret knowledge through the nose
Almost entirely hidden from my sight.We stand while he’s enraptured by a bush
Till I can’t stand our standing any more
And haul him off; for our relationship
Is patience balancing to this side tug
And that side drag; a pair of symbionts
Contented not to think each other’s thoughts.
There is more, but the poet’s musings turn to poop scooping, so I thought I’d refrain 😉
Send well-wishes to our darling foster wonderdog while she undergoes surgery today!
low quality video of a high quality dog
Excuse the very shoddy quality of our first Lollie video. Just wanted everyone to see how cute she is in action, while attempting to conquer a stalk of celery, learning how to eat dog food out of a gatorade bottle (which, by the way, she learned in about 15 minutes. amazing.) and practicing “sit,” “down,” and “go get it.”
We especially love her funny habit of tucking her right elbow/shoulder under her body when she does the “down” command.
learning to love
Lol and me: a self-portrait.
Who knew that some dogs have to learn to cuddle?
From day one, Lollie Wonderdog was full of love and energy. But she had no idea how to express herself or direct her excitement. Her main forms of expression were a trotting pace around the house or yard, back and forth, back and forth; and a constantly flapping tongue—licking the air, but always pointed in the general direction of your face. Come to think of it, I should post a video of this phenomenon.
A few weeks have passed now, and we have taught Lollie to redirect some of her energy into productive things, like going for walks, solving treat-filled puzzles (kongs, Gatorade bottles, etc), and learning new commands. (Have I mentioned what a fast learner she is? It’s amazing how quickly she picks up new things.) But until a few days ago, she still didn’t know how to express affection.
You can imagine that my heart dissolved into a little puddle of goo the other night when she quietly walked over and plopped her 55 pounds of pure muscle into my lap, and rested her sweet face against my chest. As my hands stroked her still-skinny side and her mystery-scarred face, she slowly closed her eyes, looking oh-so-content.
I swear, this dog could melt anyone’s heart.
Love and a Six-Foot Leash 