Helping a Friend

One day, a few months ago, my people brought the most beautiful dog I have ever seen home to be my friend. Her name is Lolo and my people said she would stay with us for a while as a foster sister. At first she wasn't allowed to play with us and we could only talk through the gate. She had something wrong with her legs that meant she wasn't allowed to do fun stuff for a while.

Eventually I was allowed to play with her. We started off only playing for a few minutes at a time, because my people wanted to make sure we didn't get too excited. Lolo is the best playmate ever!

Having Lolo as a foster sister meant I had to be a teacher sometimes. I helped her learn about being patient while we wait to go for walks.

I helped her learn to chew on chew toys instead of chewing on things you get in trouble for chewing on.

I helped her learn to relax and be calm sometimes.

I went to pit bull class with her so she could learn how to be an ambassador for pit bulls and so she could say hello to some very nice people who wanted to be her forever family.

One day, Lolo went home with the nice people. I was sad, so I napped in her girly pink bed for a while and then looked out of the window to see if she was coming back. My people say I did a really great job helping her learn how to be a good girl, and now she has her own family where she can get all the love she wants, without me pushing her out of the way. Although I miss Lolo, I am happy I was able to help her find her perfect forever family.

I'm dreaming of seeing you soon, Lolo!

Hugs,

Uba