I was out earlier today grabbing some dinner and a new paperback to take my mind off of… gestures incoherently. And I ran into a Frenchie whose folks said she was named Lola, and I thought, ‘Gosh, I feel like I’ve run into a Frenchie named Lola before.’ And I went and looked, and sure enough, it was her… fifteen years ago! Sometimes I wish I could put my dog-remembering superpowers to work on something beneficial to humans, or dogs, or really anybody, but eh, I’d rather have ’em than not!
So yeah, here’s Lola again! And it’s her semi-birthday: her birthday is in exactly six months, so she’s fifteen and a half today! Wish her a happy day with me, would you?
