Lola's Ball

   When Lola and I went to City Pet Supply we got to practice our manners.
There was only one woman in the store shopping, and to Lola's credit, there was no jumping up on her, until the woman asked to pet Lola. Then it was all over. Lola was beside herself with glee. Hopping around like a Mexican jumping bean.

  So we walked around the store, and Lola kept trying to get into my purse and acting all squirrel-ly. It wasn't until she pulled it open that I realized I had forgotten I put her favorite red ball in my purse to see if I could get another similar when we went to the store. I have tried other pet stores to no avail
Lola knew it was in there and was going crazy.

 so we are at the counter, I am showing the ball to the guy to see if he can match it. and he says; "And it makes that squeaky noise?"

 I say; "What?, oh no, no  ..., that's  the dog making the noise, this is her favorite ball"'

Lola was sitting perfectly at my side, making a really high pitch sound, which was coming through her nose.

She cracks me up.

We played fetch after in a small park down the street as her reward.