This is Lola
Mom's friend and fellow volunteer with The French Bulldog Rescue called and said she knew of an English Bulldog in need of a new home. In short, Lola was looking for a family that could return to her as much love as she had to give.
No way our mom can resist a smush face.
The first thing mom did was ditch the pronged collar Lola was wearing. In her opinion Brachycephal dogs shouldn't wear choke collars to be walked, but particularly pronged collars as it could easily damage their necks and airway.
Not to mention Lola was one of the easiest dogs she's ever walked! And to her chagrin, she was better behaved on the leash than the 3 of us. BOL! The need for the pronged choker still has mom scratching her head. Maybe mom just has fleas, who knows.
Mom found the most perfect home for her. Lola's new family could hardly wait for us to go down to Orange County to pick her up and bring her back up to the Central Coast.
It's a good thing Lola had a home waiting for her. Betty is enjoying being numero uno Queenie Bulldog Poo Poo eater...
We're not keeping her, right?!
To keep things from getting out of hand, like impromptu Smushface Wrestlemania while rollin' down the freeway, mom said Lola had to enjoy the ride while relaxing in her crate.
Smushface Wrestlmania in the car? Us? She crazy.
Nooooo body knows the trouble that I've seen...
After like 5 thousand hours, we finally got a potty and snack break half way home.
Lola tastin' freedom.
This is our favorite Uncle Chuck. He loves us so much and was so excited to meet Lola, he met mom down in Oxnard to help escort us on our potty break. We tend to attract a LOT of attention where ever we go, so mom figured Uncle Chuck could help with crowd control.
Uncle Chuck, make sure the puperatzzi gets my good side. Eh, who are we kidding, I don't have a bad side.
We had a schedule to keep, so mom refueled the Smushie Mobile and off we went for the home stretch.
This rescue stuff is tiring.
After another 5 thousand hours, Lola got to meet some members of her new furever family.
Now, the final test... to see how Winston, the most important member of the family liked Lola.
Mom called in reinforcements to oversee the introductions. Some of you might remember our 22ft. tall dog trainer, Nate.
And we're walkin'.... What did you all expect? We're civilized English Bulldogs, unlike those unpredictable and ill tempered French.
Ho hummm. No problems here. Lola and Winston (or Bubby as he's called) were quite happy to learn they were going to be roomies.
Mom already got emails and stuff from Lola sayin' she spent her first night getting destanked. She also over heard she had an appointment scheduled at the V E T the following day. At first we were all upset and wanted to go get her. But then mom told us to hold our snorts because Lola got to sleep in the same bed with her mom and dad. That's a huge difference from where she came from.
We're looking forward to getting pupdates from Lola and her family. If mom had her way, every dog would find a family as wonderful as Lola's...
Stella, Gunther and Betty