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Today I was enjoying a little reading time while catching up on crappy daytime TV (someone please kill me now). I’m not ashamed to say I was ignoring my very rambunctious Lola as she ran around the house like she was hooked up to an IV of cocaine. I heard her barking a few times…

Lola is such a drama queen. Last night I started packing up Christmas, not because I necessarily wanted to, but because I knew if it stayed out much longer I would be trying to dust tiny baby Jesus and would most likely break the little guy. And since he tried to murder Lola earlier this…

Poor, tiny, baby Jesus sleeping in his manger. I bet he never saw it coming. That giant, wet, bulldog mouth with a tongue the size of a dinner plate… Lola was sniffing the new Christmas decorations and when she was done I noticed that baby Jesus was missing from his mother’s embrace. I walked over…

Recently I was talking with a friend online and she asked when I had ceased being The President to Lola and earned the title Mommybeast. Lola needed a nap. As a secret service dog to The President, Lola had to keep constant watch over me. Since there were no other dogs to take over a…

Today we need to discuss something very important. It’s been weighing on me for a little while. It’s a bit serious, can be funny at times and definitely needs to be addressed. Somebody get this beast a friend! For the past few days we’ve had some really crappy weather here in WA state. I’ve been…

No one ever believes me when I tell them this. Let me give you a recent example of the infantile Lola. I’m on the phone with a dear friend of mine, Lola is napping happily on the floor. After about 15 minutes I realize the snoring has stopped. I look around, there is no Lola in…

Don’t call the authorities yet! I’ll start at the beginning. I went to Target and found the newest member of my family. It was the most adorable English bulldog that wasn’t Lola. I brought her home and immediately plunked her down in front of Lola. Lola was less than impressed. I decided to let Lola name…

And not just in a metaphorical sense. I was walking around cleaning up after the world’s longest day with a Little who screamed the house down. I was so tired and mentally out of it that my normal instincts were dulled. I missed the world’s biggest spider hanging out on my dining room floor. I’m…

I recently taught Lola a new game to play. Since she has spent the past three years shadowing me, I decided to make it interesting. I mean, there’s only so much potty monitoring you can handle before you start closing the door on your fur baby. The game started with me walking into a room and yelling…

Last night, Lola was on fire. She was moving her short, chubby legs just as fast as she could. There were whimpers of delight. Her heart was pounding and her breathing was rapid. The Mommybeast was prepared to administer CPR and/or first aid should Lola need it. But she didn’t. With one final push she…