It’s official, Lola has recovered. Last night when I came home from riding, she greeted me with unbridled enthusiasm, bouncing around, getting trampled by Spice, and generally being lovable. She especially enjoys when I come home wearing my chaps because they must smell oh, so, delectable, and, as a bonus, provide a bit more traction so she can stand on her hind legs, balance on my chaps, and get to the better smells 12 inches off the ground.
Later, while we were watching American Idol, Lola was laying on her couch and Spice was stretched out between Lola’s couch and the coffee table. Spice appeared to be sleeping, or at least resting quietly, but Lola was keeping up a constant, low-level growl. I figured it was because Spice was looking in Lola’s general direction. I’m not kidding, sometimes that’s enough to set her off. After about 10 minutes of this, I began to realize that perhaps Lola wanted to play and this was her way of initiating play. So during the next commercial break, we encouraged Spice to “get up and get her Lola”.
Turns out Lola only wanted to create a distraction so she could swoop in and get the rawhide bone Spice was sleeping with under her paws. Yep, as soon as Spice got up, Lola darted over, grabbed the bone, and ran off to the rug in front of the door (where she has an unobstructed view of her approaching enemies and several escape routes).
I think she’s completely recovered if her machinations are any indication.
And, apropos of nothing, check out the Superbowl ads at MySpace. In particular, if you haven’t seen it already, you must watch the Budweiser Clydesdale ad. The music is the theme from the Rocky movies. I knew it sounded familiar, but once Tom told me where it was from the commercial made even more sense.