Welcome to the family Lola!

Sorry it's been a few days since I've meant to post this, but well, it's been a little crazy and I've been a little tired. After a very boring and long day of waiting on Friday, and after many changes of plans, we headed out to get our Lola at about 7:30 Friday night. She lived about an hour away, so we never meant to leave that late, but it turned out that was our only option if we wanted her before Sunday. And we did.


Upon picking her up, we were told she has really mellowed out (I am convinced she channeled us and started figuring out how to be our pet). This is all despite this story.

Which after living with her for a day or two doesn't surprise me a bit. Here is her favorite toy after being with her for about a day:

She has taken to her crate beautifully. The first night she was a total dream. Rob and I each woke up once in the middle of the night to take her out for a potty break and she complied perfectly. Last night wasn't quite the utopia of the first night, but not so bad. She would whine for about 15 minutes after we would leave (loud enough to wake me and Scout up sleeping on another level of the house). We laid there around 4 o'clock listening to her and likening it to letting your baby have cry outs when you take away Binkys and bottles, except we each agreed it was much easier to listen to a puppy instead of your child. Sorry Lola. I say "we" when I talk about leaving her alone, but Rob was the lone solider last night. He did all the Lola duty last night trying to help me sleep (but there is no helping a pregnant women in her last few weeks), but I did appreciate not having to take her outside, etc. Scout got me up anyways to lay with her for awhile in the middle of the night because she was afraid of aliens in her room. This is all just prepping me for Elinor I suppose. Ah well.
Anyway, Lola is proving to be such a little bundle of joy. We love her so much and she is such a good dog and a total sweetheart. It's a good thing for Scout too I think, having something in the house that shares in the attention before sis gets here. On the way home from picking up Lola, I was telling Scout how she and Lola were going to be best friends and she got all silent (Which I didn't really notice), but we finally noticed she was hanging her head a little. We prodded her a bit and she finally broke down and sobbed, "I guess you won't need me anymore!" It was the very saddest thing ever. She was absolutely heartbroken. Yikes. I finally got out of her that she misunderstood me that I was saying that now, Lola and I were going to be best friends. We set her right, but we were all a little shaken, mostly Rob and I about life after Elinor, and all that will ensue. She is doing great, and we actually ended up taking home two dogs. Since Lola came home, Scout has been either Lola's mom or her sister.

Here are our two dogs sleeping in their crates:

I have interacted with Scout dog more then Scout the human since Friday night (not that I am not used to such a thing, it is just a little more intense). Luckily, she is willing to pretend the potty is grass......... But she does drink a lot of water out of a bowl on the floor.

Anyway, it's been great so far and we are all getting very attached to her and just love her to death. Cat and Travis and Booker just left, they were in town and came to visit Lola tonight. She was a little more bashful then usual, but played a little with them. Everyone needs to come see her soon, while she still is little, she is going to grow massively so fast! Everyone remarks about how huge she looks for being 8 weeks old. It's true.Her paws kill me the most, I love them, they are massive.

Rob loves his little Lola