When she got hit by that car last month, Marvin took her to the vet to make sure she was okay, and other than the mite in her ear the only other thing wrong was she weighed FIFTY-FOUR POUNDS, which she should not. She is not that big of a dog.
Whenever any of y’all all who only know Tallulah through this blog meet her in real life, you always say, “She’s so much SMALLER than I thought!” You also say, “Is she ever gonna stop growling?” Tallulah only comes up to my knees. She is not Lab-sized; she’s mediumish. Except for the part where she was fat.
Anyway, I have been really careful about closing the gate when Edsel is eating his puppy food, and the kitten food is on top of the dog crate (the kittens scramble up there like monkeys to get to it), so all she eats is her teensy portion of dog food, which makes me feel bad, but LOOK AT HER SWOOP! It’s back! Go, Lu. She is hot again.
Do you wonder why I have aprons? So do I.
We need to establish teams again. We have so many new members now.