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.
Cutest. thing. ever.
This makes me want to go to the beach, and to Africa…
Lastly, my favorite: