My name is Lola Cherry Cola, and I'll be posting today. (Swampy is still sleeping, so be ver-wee ver-wee quiet while you are reading.)
If you'll remember, AnodeMan and Swampy bought me at Walmart. Well, not actually IN the store but off the curb. It was just a matter of hours before I was going to end up at the pound, so they rescued me. That was a little over a year ago. Since then, I've brought a lot of love into their house. A lot of puppy love. I also get myself into a lot of trouble. My favorite thing to do is get on top of the kitchen counter, eat what's there, and then just hang out up there. The granite is so cool against my little pink spotted tummy. Swampy says I think I'm a cat, but I know better. I'm a human.
I've also eaten a couple of my beds. Well, I didn't really 'eat' the beds. I shredded them. It's amazing how much foam rubber can be scattered throughout the house. Man, you can hear 'ole Swampy yelling all the way outside. I know because I've scadoodled my butt out the door when she sees what I've done. I don't think she would ever whack me, but I'm not going to take any chances.
And don't tell anybody, but I'm the one who always gets into the trash. S-h-h-h.
So, with that little bit of a reminder about who I am, let's get to today's post.
I love Jimmy. I absolutely, unequivocally l.o.v.e Jimmy. Jimmy is AnodeMan and Swampy's California son, and I love it when he comes to visit. Anywhere Jimmy goes, I go. I even sleep with Jimmy.
Oh, and by the way...Jimmy has a beautiful wife named Sophia, and I love her, too. But she doesn't let me do this...