Fort Lola

 

Traveling Pugs

Traveling Pugs

Lola looked around anxiously as her Mom had that dreaded harness out again. She wondered if this was another trip to the vet. She hates the vet, all they do is cut her nails or give her shots. She decided to hide under the coffee table so Mom couldn’t find her but Maggie gave away her position. Lola noticed Maggie had her harness on which meant maybe she wan’t going to the vet. She reluctantly let Mom put on the harness and out the door they went, straight to the truck, which made Lola think maybe they were not going to the vet. They never take the truck to the vet so she knew that they  must be going somewhere fun. Last time they rode in the truck they went to a big campground with a lot of family. There were 18 other dogs there to play with and it was so fun. She hoped that was where they were going again. Mom picked her up and put her in the back seat. She made herself comfortable right next to Maggie. She tried to look out the window for as long as she could but the rumble of the truck on the road made her sleepy and Maggie was just too good of a pillow. Her eyes could not stay open any longer and the snoring began.

Lola's Couch

Lola’s Couch

It was a long drive before they got to their destination. Lola was expecting to see her cousins again but this place was different. She smelled something strange in the air and the trees looked different. She recognized the house on wheels right away and quickly climbed up the stairs and claimed her perch on the couch and her bone before Maggie could steal it. Later that evening, after dinner, Lola got to go explore outside. Maggie was already outside causing a ruckus. Lola couldn’t understand why Maggie was always barking. Bark, Bark, Bark is all she heard. Mom finally got Maggie to stop making noise and they all went for a walk. They walked a short ways to the beach were Lola finally figured out where that delightful smell was coming from, the beach. There is something about the beach that gives a spring to the step of even the most lazy pug. The instant her little paws hit the sand she wanted to run like the wind. Maggie of course was making a fool of herself putting her face in the sand. Lola wouldn’t dare mess up her whiskers by doing that, instead she just pranced along feeling the wind in her fur and the soft, plush, sand at her feet.

They left the beach after a lot of protest and went back to camp. This time Mom didn’t go into the house on wheels, but she sat down in her chair outside. She was hooked up to a long leash that was attached to the picnic table.  Lola didn’t know what to do, or where to sit. She couldn’t possibly sit on the gravel. She was far too important for that. She tried to get comfortable on the mat they had outside. She didn’t like that. She then tried out her Mom’s lap. That was ok until Maggie jumped on her and tried to sit there too. Lola jumped down and decided she was going to find her own spot. She went as far as the little blue leash allowed her to go and noticed this large patch of grass. “That will do” she thought to herself and proceeded to spin and spin and spin. Mom was looking at her funny but she continued to swirl around in the grass till it was just perfect for her to plop down. She laid there for hours in her spot, just gazing at the sights around her. Not even Maggie’s barking bothered her this time. She was in her Fort, Fort Lola and nothing could disturb her here.

Patch of Grass

Patch of Grass

The days went by and every day Lola would go straight to her fort and curl up. It was the most comfortable outside bed she’s ever had. It was the fortress of solitude fit for a Queen. One time Maggie decided to stop barking and see what all the fuss was about. Lola didn’t like that one bit and chased her away immediately. Maggie just went right back to barking at anything that moved. Mom eventually put her in the trailer and finally it was quiet. It was so quiet and peaceful Lola found herself drifting into slumber. I mean who could ask for anything more then a comfy bed, nice sunshine on your face, and the quiet sounds of birds chirping. Her eyes could no longer stay open and sure enough she fell asleep but only till dinner. She never missed dinner. After dinner she went right back out into her fort until the sun went down and it was time to sit by the campfire. She sat on Mom’s lap during campfire in the hopes that she’d maybe get some s’more crumbs. While she was sitting there waiting patiently for her s’more she heard a rustle from her fort. A raccoon had decided to check out the fort and then decided he too wanted to sit by the fire. Mom thought that the raccoon was going to jump right into her lap and steal her s’more. Dad had to chase him away.

That was the end of Fort Lola. The raccoon had tainted it forever. She decided she would look for a new fort, maybe one at the beach, but Mom and Dad were packing up. It looks as if they were getting ready to head out on their next adventure. She wondered where it would be this time and what kind of treasures she would find at the next place. Those thoughts were all that was in her head as she drifted off to sleep on the long ride home. Until next time……

 

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