I did something somewhat impulsive last Saturday. My husband was working and I took all the kids to Petland. Emily is terrified of dogs, so we thought it would be a good idea to help her face her fears by getting her own little dog. (The jury is still out on whether or not it was a good idea.) Anyway, the kids and I fell in love with this little, and I mean little, Jack Chi puppy. She is a "hybrid", between a Jack Russell Terrier and a Chihuahua. She looked at us with those cute little eyes and we were sold. I have never owned a dog in my life, I had no idea what to expect. Wow, it is more work than I thought it would be. But, for a puppy, she's great! She doesn't bark or yap, she is too small to get up on the couches or climb the stairs, she goes potty outside every couple of hours, she eats and poops twice a day, she's fun to play with, and we all love her (including Emily). Emily named her Lola and we all agreed that name fit her. When we got home from the store, I realized that Lola was born on Emily's birthday. It was meant to be!