Olive #6 Black Labrador Retriever Female 8 Years Old ID #3652

Hi!

I’m Olive, a 7-year-old petite, 61 lbs. black Lab.  I lived in a home on a farm but was never bred.

May 13, 2026

This week I met my foster family. Foster Mom sat with me in the back of the car until we arrived at Churchview Park. There, I met my whole foster family:  two adult sons, Patrick and Ryan, and two Black Labs, Meghan and Mac, who look just like me.

We had good sniffs and walked around. I pulled a little more than normal because I was so excited to have new doggie friends! Then we went to my new house and they showed me around their big, fenced in, yard. After checking it all out, the foster Dad and the younger son took me to a tiled room with a big glass door.  I went right in and didn’t make a fuss about getting rained on and they rubbed me with this white bubbly stuff.  It smelled good, now I do, too!  I loved the doggie massage.

Very quickly my foster parents noticed  that I was urinating or trying to anyways and drinking a lot of water. They were very suspicious of something they called a You-Tee-I (UTI).  I don’t know what that was, but foster Mom and Ryan took me on a car ride (I love those and enjoy jumping right in for any drive!) yesterday to see these nice people, who gave me lots of attention. Though I did get some shots and they ran things called “tests”.  The nice people told my foster Mom that I was an “Angel”.  It sounded like that was a really good thing.

I got more window sniffs on the car ride to my foster home.  Did I mention I love car rides? Yeah, I probably already did.  This was a fun afternoon although the poking thing I didn’t like.  Foster Mom said we’d be back there June 2nd for a spay surgery and I’d be just fine.  If there are treats after the surgery, I’ll be happy.

Late last night my foster Mom got a call that all my tests were back.  As she petted me, someone called a Doctor or a “Vet” told her everything looked good, BUT I have a “Raging UTI.”  Foster Dad left late to go back to the Quakertown Vet to get my medicine. When he got home, I got a big dab of peanut butter on treats.  I think there were other things on them that came out of blue bottles.  I didn’t care.  I LOVE TREATS and FOOD.  Any hint of food or crinkling bag noises gets me VERY excited. Sometimes I jump up a little bit, but Dad says “no” and then gets me to calm down with my really good “SIT” technique. Foster Dad makes me calm down and “SIT” and “STAY” before I get fed. I guess I eat pretty fast too because they put things in my bowl to slow me down when I eat. Mac has a slow feeder bowl and I think they said they might need to get me one too.  I also get lots of pets, praise, and an occasional small treat when I do something mixed with “SIT” and a new one, “DOWN”

I slept well again on this big, round, plush bed in my foster parents room with Meghan on her own doggie bed.

I slept all night curled up on my bed, and even though I have a UTI thing, I didn’t have one accident or get up once during the night. We started the morning before sunrise with my new friends for breakfast and a few times to play and “do my business” outside.  Then I took squeaky toys to entice Meghan and Mac to play with me.  Foster Mom told me Mac was a Brookline rescue four years ago and his birthday was two weeks ago.  I guess I missed his party.  My foster Mom is impressed with how athletic and playful I am.  Foster Dad is working with me to help me be calmer, settle in, and learn my K-9 manners (whatever those are!). He’s also helping me learn how to walk and not pull too much on a leash.  During the day it’s my foster Dad and the Black Lab Gang in his office.  He says we’re slacking on the job.  I guess he doesn’t appreciate us taking so many naps while he works away.

Well, I’ll write more again soon. I need to take another nap. This level of cuteness, good behavior, getting over my YOU-TEE-I, and just being adorable takes LOTS of Energy.

Paws and Licks to my adoring fans,

XOXO

Olive