This is me.
My name is Lola and I am six months old. I live with my humans B and C in Arizona. C seems to think that I am most likely a labaweenie (part lab and part dachshund.) I am not 100% sure who or what my parents were because I ran away from home when I was really young. I wanted a better life and had dreams of liver flavored treats, fluffy dog beds, and jewel encrusted dog collars.
C is the best, I just love her so much. She gives me ice cubes, let's me drink water out of the bathtub faucet, and always gives me a sample of what she is eating. She is also very funny. She talks to me in this high-pitched baby voice that cracks me up, I'm like "Hello I am six months old, I'm not a baby anymore" but she seems to like it so I don't complain. B is... growing on me. Let's just say I am "fond" of him. He is fun to play with, but he gets so mad when I eat his shoes or underwear. I wish he would just chillax sometimes.