Yesterday was National Puppy Day.  Although the true meaning is an attempt to get people to adopt puppies (which seems interesting, considering they’re often the first to go), I am just going to go ahead an stroll down memory lane and share some pictures of Lola when I first got her.  The last picture is my favorite—until she was about four months old I was able to carry around in my purse, and one time we were out and I didn’t want to put my bag on the ground, so I hung it from the purse rack.  She just peeked over the edge of the bag and it was too precious.