Lost and Found

That human lady did not teach that day.  She carried Lola everywhere, each action was dictated by Lola's desires.  Her sleepy desires.  Lola didn't understand how this human could just throw out her job, nor did she care.  She liked being petted by those little humans and the minute that the lady would take her away from them and let her hide and sleep behind the desk.  The new human lady, the one without braids.

She was surprised when the lady carried her home.  The new human lady.  It was a close ride, a two minute ride in the arms that she had been in all day.  Lola ran for the first time that day and rampaged by the lady's tomatoes and back into her arms.  The lady human put her in a car.  Lola didn't like that so much, but the lady let her ride by the steering wheel, in her lap.

The lady carried her up some stone stairs.  Another nice human lady started to pet her.  And then, she saw her own kind.  There was a little dog, a Chihuahua, named Dude.  That dog was vicious.  He did not want to play.  Lola did not understand how he could have such an irresistible tail and then bark so awfully in the face of anyone who wanted to play with it.  And then, she saw the others.

There was a dog almost her size.  Ruckus, they called him, the humans.  He was a Cairn Terrier and he wanted to bring it.  Another giant dog entered the picture.  The humans called him London; he was a huge Husky with eyes as blue or bluer than Lola's.  Lola sniffed them and felt her tail sneak up between her legs.  The human ladies picked her up and took her to the front of the house.  She slept there, on their laps, while they talked and stroked her.

The new human lady without the braids took her back to the car and then, carried her to a wide open green space close to the house.  Lola was tired.  The human lady complied, laying on her back while Lola climbed on her chest.  She slept, hard.  The new human lady looked up at the oak leaves and petted her.  It was divine.

"That a Pit?!" a group of kids called, waking both of them up.
"Yes..." called the lady.
"Can we pet her?"
"Yes...."

The new human lady let her sleep in a tall, soft comfortable thing with her.  And Lola did.  The next morning, she rode in the familiar arms with the lady, still wet from a shower and barely awake, up to that place with the kids.  Lola licked her wet hair.

And then, she was in a new place. There were other little animals there, animals that were not her kind.  The children pulled her tail and chased her.  She felt her teeth lash out and she bit one.  He screamed.  Lola didn't get it.  Where was she?  And where were her humans, the new one and the one with the braids?