I love puppies.
Lollipop was a Bloodhound. Purebred. Mother & Father gave me her for my fifth birthday. From day one we were inseparable. Well- most of the time. Finally I owned something that was all mine. I didn't have to share her with the other four.
Lollipop shared herself. She loved everyone and could never get enough attention. Lollipop would let me crawl on top of her as if she were a horse. She loved to roll down the hill. I'd lay down on the ground at the top of the hill and so would Lollipop. Just as soon as I'd wrap my arms around her Lollipop would start rolling down the hill. Me on top of her and her on top of me. Laughing all the way down. Lollipop would be making her funny baying sound which would make me laugh even more. Lollipop loved to chase a good scent. We'd be playing and all of a sudden she'd start sniffing and off she would go. The Fringe home set on top of a huge hill with 38 acres of land. Most of this land was forest and most was surrounded by the Broadkill River. Lollipop loved all this land and water. So much that sometimes she would be gone all night. I learned real quick that all of my chasing and yelling would not stop Lollipop. She had a nose of her own and when something got up it "IT" was in control. I never could understand why Lollipop & I could be having so much fun together and then she would just take off and leave me. On those nights when Lollipop didn't come home I would cry myself to sleep. But the next morning I would always wake up to the sound of Lollipop baying in the backyard and I'd run down the stairs open up the frig and feed her dinner leftovers. And once again I'd be smiling. Mother would tell me not to feed her so much at once or she would get fat. And she did. Get fat. Just all of a sudden Lollipop was fat. It would be a few weeks before Mother explained to me that it wasn't my feeding that had caused Lollipop to get fat. It
was those nights out when her nose took control and she followed "IT" the scent. The only thing that I really understood was that Lollipop was gonna have her own puppies. And I knew right away that I was gonna give my Grand Ma Ma her choice of Lollipops pups. Grand Ma Ma had even more land and more forest than Mother and if staying out all night and chasing a scent made puppies than I knew more would be on the way. I love puppies.