
my little lulu is just a few days over 5 months old. seems like yesterday i just
brought my little ball of energy home. she was maybe two pounds and couldn't be more snugly and adorable. then
she was a royal pain my ass for a while.
since, she's learned to pee and poo outside - sleep longer hours - find her ball (by name!) -
graduate from puppy school with her winning spin move - and as of yesterday, run up the stairs! wait, stairs? she generally just stands at the bottom of them and looks up at me with longing eyes of helplessness...

i get home from work yesterday and skim the note left from my dog walker. typically it says the same things. "lu refused to walk - hated being outside in the cold - wanted to be bffs with all the other dogs and then ran towards home and played with her toys with loads of energy till it was time to go back in her crate."
but yesterday, the note casually mentioned she ran up
ALL the stairs! seriously, this must be what a mom feels like when she misses her kid take his first step. my baby ran up the stairs unprovoked and without hesitation and she did it all by herself. my itty bitty puppy is getting to be SUCH A BIG GIRL.
i'm looking forward to taking her home for the holidays to meet
miss coco - the ruler of my parent's house. this big girl thinks she's a person, especially one that should be on your lap. AT ALL TIMES. despite her massiveness.
related: she hates all other dogs. lu, on the other hand, looooooves everyone and anyone, especially big dogs. soooo yeah. this dynamic will surely prove to be an interesting 5 days.
oh puppies...