March 15, 2017
Some of you may have asked yourselves... How did I end up with The Gruesome Twosome...
Well for those of you who are wondering.. let me tell you the story of how this Spoiled, lovely Girl became a BIG Sister..... Twice....
When I first came to live with Mom & Dad I was the baby.. I had an older sister Named Orion. She was a Black Lab.. a real chunky girl.. tipping the scale at around 90 pounds.
I came home as a 6 week old, 9 pound bundle of joy, innocent and willing to please...
To say Orion was a perfect big sister to start would be a LIE.. We had our "moments"...
The first day she barked at me almost Non stop... She also sniffed me so hard one time she head butted me off our deck ( just a couple small steps) ... but I was tough and I stood my ground , because infact.. I was a DIVA and I was gonna rule the roost..
Old Orion finally figured that out. She was 9 and had bad hips and a bum knee so it didn't take me long to worm my way into the TOP DOG spot.. Because of her age and her physical problems she didn't go to the Dog parks either.. so I was pretty much free to do what ever I wanted with Mom & Dad. As the next couple years went by I looked at Orion as a good pal, a great big sister and a real sweet heart. She was there. .. but she didn't steal my toys or horn in when I was getting love from Mom .. She knew her place...
Sadly Orion went Over the Rainbow Bridge on a rainy day in June 2009. .. We were all very sad..
After that terrible day Mom & Dad pampered me and lavished more and more love on ME then ever.. it was great..
Then it happened..... for Some ODD reason Mom decided that I would be lonely being an "only child" .. if I could of talked I would of told her otherwise.
I was perfectly happy being "The One".... But alas.... on a terribly HOT day in late June
the 3 of us went to a place called "Happiness is Pets".. I waited in the Van with Dad.. my heart pounding... I wasn't sure WHY.. but even at my tender age of 3 I KNEW my life was really gonna change. Mom came back to the Van... all smiles and breathless.. "They have 2 girls.. both 8 weeks old" She told Dad.. "You have to go see them" Dad got out of the Van, Mom got in (since it was so hot one of them had to stay in the van with me with the a/c on) " I like the smaller one, the white colored one" Mom said to Dad as he went in the store..
Oh No.. NO.. I thought .. NOT the White one... The white ones are bad.. BAD... I screamed at the top of my lungs.. but Mom& Dad didn't seem to hear me.. Dad came out awhile later. "Do you want to get her?" he asked Mom.. Oh geez.. don't ask her THAT... the women would have 10 Labs if you'd let her.. Ask me.. ASK ME!!! No one asked me..
Mom went in Dad waited out side.. alittle while later Mom returned with the "white puppy"..
my sister...
And thus ended the BEST 17 days of my life.....................
Now I had a LITTLE sister.. It took Mom and Dad an entire day to come up with a name for her.. They took NONE of my suggestions.. "Dip Head.. White Dork... Smelly head"...
They were ALL over looked. They settled on Delores from a Prince song called "Dinner with Delores"...
Delores was a sickly pup.. She had a terrible case of Kennel cough.. she had Green snot coming out of her nose... (nearly made me toss up my kibble when I saw it)... but with loads of TLC from Mom & Dad she fought through it and thrived.
Suddenly some one was playing with all MY toys.. stealing my kisses from Mom.... having Dad play ball with her... I was no longer getting rides alone with Mom & Dad because the "leech" was always along too. ... and as soon as she was old enough and had her shots I had to have her tagging along after me at the Dog Parks too....
LUCKILY I was such a star and so talented in my swimming and fetching abilities everyone still flocked to ME and ooohed and awwwed over ME...
but she was still there.............
If I have to be honest at times she WAS fun..... Orion was not able to play too much with her age and bad legs... but Delores had tons of energy. We played tug of war and did face biting.. She never forgot that I was #1 in the house and I was the boss!!
After a couple of years we sorta relaxed in to a comfortable relationship.... She adored me.. I ignored her unless I wanted to play..
I grew more and more popular at the Dog parks and Delores was always my shadow... Lots of people commented about her White color... but I had the charm and the smile that made everyone love me more..
Things began to change.. lots of stress in the house... Grandpa (Moms father) became sick. He got lung cancer.. He was fading and Mom was worried about him and dealing with all that comes with having a sick parent. She cried alot and it upset me...
Grandpa went to Heaven in May of 2012. Late in that year Mom began doing the unthinkable.. talking about getting a NEW Puppy.. something to brighten up the days and make her smile more again....
I suggested a tub of ice cream or a huge vase of flowers...but again MY idea's were shot down...
After many phone calls and planning I was told I would have ANOTHER baby sister.. another Yellow Lab.... Crystal , as they decided to call her. .. after the Prince song "Crystal Ball"...
I was a bit more Opptimistic cause she was being got from the same breeder I came from.. In fact... I am actually her "Great Aunt" (altho I don't advertise that much)...
So the day came... Mom and Dad drove away leaving me and Delores home to wonder..
They arrived a couple hours later with Crystal... a little fat 8 week old monster with razor sharp teeth and a shrill annoying bark.. I was embarresssed to think she even came from the same place as I did.. let alone had my blood in her.... But.. here she was...
She was a handful.. she bit everything.. Mom, Dad, my ears.. my feet, Delores's legs etc etc.. Mom had bite marks all over her hands. She told people she was a "snake handler" BOL!! Crystal also destroyed EVERYTHING... toys I had had since I was a pup were shredded, mangled and torn apart.. Her engery was unstoppable.. I will say it here.. Thank God Delores was around... cause at 7 I was NOT in the mood for her childish puppy games. Good old Delores took the brunt of it.. (and still does)
Soon it became apparent that the 2 of them were made for each other. hardly ever out of each others sight... sleeping together, following Mom around.. FINALLY some Peace.....
So now.. as more years have gone by they are still major pests.. Crystal still ruins any toys that come in the house and she is still a little brat (thankfully the biting stopped) Delores still worships the ground I walk on and "guards" me at the Dog parks.. We have all learned to co-excist in this house with Mom & Dad.. Me of course STILL being the BIG BOSS LADY (as Mom calls me) and Me STILL stealing all the attention at the Dog Parks..
Some times.. I hear "whispers" of another puppy.... Mom wishfully thinking.....
but for now I am safe... they can't afford a 4th Lab...
Will I see another sister..... Maybe.. Maybe not.......
But for now I am stuck with the 2 I have..... I've gotten use to the chaos and the Smell (most the time) BOL....
We shall see what the Future holds...
And thats the Story pals..the Story of how The Dorks came to be lucky enough to be my sisters.
Hope you enjoyed reading....
Have a super day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Kisses ~~~ Lolita xx
