1.31.2010

Introduction Part II


Hello all. I'm sorry I haven't blogged in a few days, I've been a bit under the weather (I got into some chocolate chip cookies Mom left out on the counter and let’s say they didn’t digest very well). I know I sort of flung it on you last time that I'm a canine, so in all fairness I will elaborate. As I said I am 21 years old, which in dog years (1 human year = 7 dog years) means that I’m only three- not quite a puppy, yet certainly not without ample energy. I am an ever-loving and ever-loyal Golden Retriever. In addition to running, I love to swim. Back in New England, we had a large pond where I reveled in playing games with Harry, the resident Koi fish. Conveniently, God gave me webbed feet and I intend to use them as much as possible.

Moving to Alaska has been a bit of a change for me with regard to my swimming routine, which is largely due to the extreme temperatures and abnormal daylight schedule. I have found some great streams and small rivers near our house, but none within close range that I can get to on my own, so it’s been a bit trying for me. Anyhow, I apologize for my quick exit, but Dad just got home and I haven’t eaten since 5 a.m. I'll write soon.

Loyally,
Lola

P.S. Thought you'd enjoy a picture so you can connect the name to the face. This photo was taken after I'd gone for a swim in Connecticut.

2 comments:

  1. Cute photo! Sorry, you don't know me...I was searching for something else Lola-related. Uh, it is possible I was searching for 1940s-era German porn, but I assure you, it was for purely ironic purposes.

    So, you're a dog. What's that like? Are you a real dog? Are you the
    genuine, bona fide canine? The real deal in the fuzzy, crotch-licking
    quadruped department? I sound like Dane Cook...not good. God, am I high right now.

    I'm sorry. You must think I am very sketchy and strange. Have fun being a dog, Lola. I envy you and your doggy life.

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  2. Lola, I'm about to leave my dog for a while, and I'm not sure how he's going to deal with it... have you ever been left with a family member? How did it go? I'm worried already...

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