Lolee Boo,
Lola, I noticed you when I started
volunteering at my local dog shelter. Volunteers got to walk any dogs in the
kennel they chose to. I don’t remember
when I connected with you, but I do know you were the only female Chihuahua mix
that became a regular on my walking routine. A dog with my daughter’s name pulled at
my heart strings. Those big sad eyes and your shyness (back then) stole my
heart. I remember telling and thinking what good dog you were, and that someone
should adopt you. (That someone was the Kinker family.)
I had told my wife and daughter all about
you. When they got there, they soon decided they want to do more than visit you
here. They wanted to make a member of our clan. I don’t remember how soon
Allena changed your name to “Lola.” She didn’t think that the two of you having
the same name was quite as funny as I did. She gave you the name she chose for
herself in Spanish class.
When you came in our canine Chihuahua family
had already been established with the brothers (Rosco and Chico). We tried to
incorporate in other dogs through the same dog shelter you came from with no
luck. This time we brought you in through the back yard. The brothers weren’t
happy to see you, but eventually you were added into the pack. I would say that
you are the alpha female because the other two dogs follow your lead.
I can’t tell you how happy I am that you
chose me to be your human. I know that wherever I am in this house that you are
close by watching over me. Years later the true Lola has finally emerged. You are
an assertive female, you have no problem leaping to where you need to go, resting
in my lap uninvited, being bold in communicating about what you want, choosing
when you wish to kiss me, and comforting me with your presence as we both drift
off to sleep together. You seem to have a way to calm me when I’m angry just
with your presence. I know that I have become a better person because of you. I
look forward to us both growing old together.
You Master,
Robert
“When the idea of 'Chopped' surfaced, it was originally meant to be
taped at some guy's mansion with him and his crazy Chihuahua. A stuffy fellow
in a tuxedo was to host, and the losing chef's dish was then fed to the dog. I
am not kidding, I saw it. I think it is genius-twisted, but genius.”
(Ted Allen, host of CHOPPED)
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