I have two dogs. One of which is fairly normal the other is crazy! Lulu is the crazy one, hence the name. We got Lulu from a friend on my club soccer team whose family felt that she didn't get enough attention because they had 5 other dogs. They had gotten Lulu from the side of the road and think she had been a trucker's dog which would explain her street smarts.
So, We took Lulu as we were looking for a companion for our golden retriever, Josie. The couple weeks were pretty hectic. It was almost impossible to get her inside because she hated walking on hard wood floors. Almost everyday we would come home to some sort of disaster such as extension chords being eaten two dog beds being ripped apart, the stuffing in quilt being extracted and and a never-ending supply of stuffed-animal fluff covering our yard. There were also several nice pillows shredded to pieces. Although it is possible that Josie's puppy habits had been brought back with the excitement of her new friend, we blamed all this on Lulu.
A more recent example of her craziness was when she "played hit by a car". The neighbor drove by our house and saw Lulu laying on our driveway with her head hanging limp over the curb. She knew that Lulu had a history of escaping from our porch and thought maybe she was just tired from running around all day. She went to go pick up her daughter from school and returned home passing by Lulu who was still in the same position. She got out of her car and went over to the pathetic looking dog. She tried to touch her paw and Lulu pulled it away. Then she tried to persuade Lulu to get up, and Lulu ignored the commands as if she was unable to move. She then proceeded to pick Lulu up (assuming by now that she had been hit by a car). Lulu tensed up like a statue. Then, she went to my other neighbor to ask for assistance in getting the dog into the car to take her to the vet. They got her in the car and told my mom. Mom texted the rest of the family the news and rushed to the vet. Meanwhile I am at soccer practice trying to stay calm at the fact that my dog has been hit by a car. My mom has to wait in the waiting room for a while until the vet comes out. Lulu is fine.
To any person with a normal dog, Lulu's behavior would have signaled hit by a car. But the behaviors when displayed by Lulu were perfectly normal. No one at the scene would have known this, though. I do appreciate the genuine concern of both neighbors because if the situation had been real, it would have been very important that Lulu get to the vet.
Ooh Lulu!
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