Lola

Among the many other things that happened during the (What, two?) months of my absence, we got a Labrador puppy, which I mentioned in one of my last posts.

A puppy, guys. That means: an exuberant, face licking, warm bundle that makes everyday cuter.

There's nothing much more adorable than a Lab pup.

Her name is Lola.

This was her a few days after she came home. She was 5 weeks old.

When she was that age, she slept all the time, and everywhere. Often it happened all of a sudden; she would be playing tug of war with me and then she'd just flop down and fall asleep, in the blink of an eye.

 Even if it did make her tired and sandy, Lola loved the beach. She also loved pulling on the leash and in fact still hasn't learned that it's supposed to lead her, not the other way around.

She grew (And continues to grow) so quickly. She almost tripled her weight in one month. 

This is her today- look at the first picture, and then scroll down to this one again. Yeah, now you know what I mean about how fast she's growing. She was three months old on the 31st of October.

She came to be apart of the family when a friend who's dog had nine puppies offered to give us one. My parents caved after years of saying no to another dog. I don't think they regret it. We all love Lo. I mean, look at that face. Who wouldn't?