The most common words in our house these days are “no” and “Lola.”
In the last week she’s chewed up Indie’s dog bed, ruined a pair of Christmas ornaments, left toothmarks in the TV remote, jumped up on the counter, oven, dishwasher, coffee table and couch, and worst of all she’s taken to barking incessantly in an effort to induce Indie into playing with her.
As you can probably image, these less than satisfactory behaviors have solicited a consist, yet seemingly futile response from Laura and I. We’ve said “No Lola!” so may times recently that we’re considering changing her name to Nola just to save ourselves the syllable.