Christmas Dinner

With Jasmine... courtesy of Junior's Human, Carl.

Thankful

For Turkey Hash with Gravy

Nom, Nom, Nom!

Becoming Self-Aware

Howl-O-Ween

"Will someone please stop this woman?"

Heading Home

The trip home from South Haven, MI, took 38 hours. I slept in the car and stretched my legs and took a potty break at each stop. I always used to sleep on the lap of one of my peeps but this trip was a breakthrough for me. I enjoyed some independence and the comfort of blankets in the back seat for most of this trip.

Here I am enjoying the beautiful landscapes at a pit stop in Utah.

Captain Lou's: South Haven, MI

My peeps took me to Captain Lou's when we arrived in South Haven, MI. My nose is like a compass: just as a compass points north, my nose points toward the kitchen.

Meet Vinny

This is Vinny. He kept me very busy in South Haven, MI, where we stayed for about 6 days. He was a great sport and I'd like to thank him for opening up his house (and food and water dishes) to me.

Housemates

This is Connor. He is the Alpha Dog at my Gramma and Bumpoo's house. He was gracious enough to share his home with me for the past ten days, and for that I am very thankful. He loves to bark when people leave, and I love to bark when he barks. Here's a full body shot of Connor:

The big beauty pictured below is Goldie. She and I love to play cat and mouse. I pretend I'm a cat and she pretends she's a giant mouse. I chase her all over Gramma and Bumpoo's house. It's one of my favorite past-times. Goldie's counterpart is a cat named Bob. He is so elusive when I'm around that we can never manage to get a picture. He hides the entire time I'm staying with Gramma and Bumpoo, so I never get to play much with him.

Transcontinental

West Meets East

Lola at the Atlantic Ocean

Connecticut

We're in Connecticut. We arrived after 3096 miles and about 49 hours of driving. This is about my 4th trip to Connecticut. My hu-mom and I try to make it out here about once a year. Last time we came in the winter and I saw snow for the first time. I much prefer New England summers. Here is a picture of me hiking at Birge Pond in Bristol, CT:

So Now I Know

My humans drove me over 1200 miles today across 4 states. Apparently we are heading to Gramma and Bumpoo's house in Connecticut first and then over to see Grandma and Pock in Michigan. We are in a hotel room in Cheyenne, WY right now and I am dictating this as I hump my Duckie. It's been a long ride. Here are a few pics of me from along the way:
Here I am in Utah

I finally found *just the right spot* for traveling

And Here I am in Wyoming

I'll keep you posted as to my whereabouts. Stay Tuned.

Change on the Horizon

I knew it! I just knew it! They packed up my dinner and Duckie.

Now I'm certain something is about to change. I wonder where we're going?

My dog house used to be here. I'll just find comfort in my little friend.

Maybe this isn't as bad as I thought. I could get used to this.

Looks like we're going on a road trip.

Suspicion

Something's going on around here and I'm not sure what it is. I always get a little nervous when my humans start packing everything up. They think I don't know what's going on, and they're right. But I sense things are about to change.

Yesterday, they trimmed my hair again and gave me a bath. Today my hu-MOM clipped my nails and gave me the flea treatment. I have a funny feeling before the night is done, she will start messing with my dinner and Duckie. If there are two things on this Earth I always keep track of, they are dinner and Duckie. I'm keeping my sights locked on both of them for the rest of the night.

Friday on Deck

We went sailing yesterday... Here are some pics.

At first, I was hesitant to come out of my tent. My humans thought I was getting brave here. What you can't see is the can of tuna hiding behind the Bud Light. I was all over it. Safety first...
Here is a quick video of the wind blowing through my freshly cut hair:

Since I told you about my freshly cut hair, here is a picture of my summer 'do. My hu-mom did it herself, so it's a little choppy. Let's hope "Practice Makes Perfect"!

Learning with Lola

gunwale (pronounced /ˈɡʌnəl/ "gunnel" to rhyme with "tunnel") is a nautical term describing the top edge of the side of a boat.

Ex: My superior balancing skills make it possible for me to sit on the gunwale of the sailboat without falling overboard.

A Day In The Life

Lola here. Just thought I'd share my afternoon pics.

Mom lured me outside with a Cheez-It.

Then we played Hide the Treat.
(That's one slippery slope.)

Later on, I relaxed on deck for a while...

before we went for a walk.

Ahhh! The life of a Salty Dog.

Sail Away

These pics are from last November. My peeps rolled out the sails at Dusty Rhodes Park, so I did a little rolling myself.

Chi-WOW-hua

Some of you may not believe that chihuahuas can do the same things big dogs can do. I'm here to prove you wrong. Here is a picture of me crossing a creek. Please remember: I'm only 6 inches tall, so it's no small task for me to cross a creek. But I did it! I DID IT!

Ahoy, Mateys!

Believe it or not, I used to be afraid of the water. I wouldn't even walk down the dock by myself. But now I've got my sea legs and I like to sit on the bow of my dad's boat and catch the breeze in my face.

Hot in the City

Can you believe it was 96 degrees here the other day?! My mom saw me panting and threw me in the sink for a quick soak to cool off...