Olive #6 Black Labrador Retriever Female 7 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.

Please read my blog from the bottom up

June 12, 2026

Well, it’s been four weeks with my new foster family.  I’m really settling in with my two canine companions, Mac and Meghan. I am beginning to understand what the words “wait”, “stay”, and “school’s out” mean. I mostly hear these words when I get excited about either breakfast or dinner. I’m settling down a bit, though, and don’t jump and leap like I used to when they put my delicious food in my bowl.

I heard my foster parents talking about something called “being spayed”. I didn’t know what that was, but I did get an all expenses paid spa day and night at the local veterinary clinic. I got to meet some new canine friends and my belly got a haircut. I also got this really cool pink bandage on my right front paw. On the downside though is this invisible cone around my head. My dog Dad calls it the “cone of shame” and I would have to agree. I’ve gotten a hang of drinking and eating with an on, but I do crash into things occasionally walking around the yard or going through the house. I had two, really good, long naps after my procedure and as you can see, I’m taking it easy. I slept almost the whole day in the bosses office and outside in a “pavilion” and on the lawn. It was great!

I can’t believe I have to wear the “cone of shame” for two weeks, but that’s what my dog Dad says. I have more pills to make sure that my You-Tee-Aye is completely gone, and pills that make me sleepy, but my tummy doesn’t hurt after I eat them, so I don’t mind so much.

Foster Dad and Mom told me I have to go back on June 29 to have a nodule removed from my bladder.  I don’t understand why, but if it means more treats for me, I’m game.  I also got new food, which is yummy.  Foster Dad told me that there were concerns with one of my kidneys perhaps having long-term issues that are now surfacing, but if that means YUMMY food it’s okay too.  Going to a Scout meeting was a highlight on Tuesday.  There were so many nice people that gave me pets.

Well, I’ll try to write again some more after I take one of my many naps. Until next time!

To all my adoring fans,

XOXOXO

Miss Olive

May 28, 2026

The second week with my new foster family has been fun! I finished up my special New-Man-Zone peanut butter treats. I think they are putting other, less tasty things (I heard the word “Med-ee-San?)  mixed in with them, but I can barely taste them because I gobble them up so fast. My YOU-TEE-I is apparently better, although I am still very thirsty and still like to slurp up water as often as I can manage. My humans said there will be another “test” on Tuesday when I go for my “Spray or Spade??” to make sure my YOU-TEE-I is all cleared up.  I have been really working hard and studying so I pass that test!

I’m getting better at doing things like “staying”, “lying down”, and “school’s out!”. “School’s out!” makes no sense to me, because there is no doggy school here, but my new human says it every time they make me wait for my food. Maybe it’s because I hop, jump, wiggle, and wag my tail every time I get food in my doggie bowl….I’m so excited about feeding and eating!  I love running and playing with Mac, the four-year-old.  My foster parents can’t get over how well I keep up with him.  My foster sister, Meghan, who is 8 weeks older than me prefers to just watch us.

I’ve been moving around room to room and sleeping with different humans at my foster house. Sometimes I even get to jump up on the youngest human’s bed at night. I like to snuggle up and I sleep all the way through the night without getting up and disturbing anyone. When the human will get up and go out of the room which I don’t mind and if I do get up, I go right back to sleep. When morning comes, I join my two canine friends and we all get to go outside and “do our business” whatever that means?

Then we get to hang out with my foster Dad in his study while he does something called “work”. I don’t know what work is, but it seems dreadful! We get lots of play and potty breaks and I’m fond of several toys and bones that they have here for my other canine friends.

I don’t growl or take toys from my canine friends because there are SO many toys and bones to choose from. I’m also getting high praise for not rushing the door and trying to go outside without permission. I’m looking forward to going on a walk tomorrow at a place that they called Lenape Park and spending more time outdoors after getting stuck inside over this past rainy weekend.

Well, it’s time for bed, and I’m starting to fall asleep. They call me a “love bug” when I curl up with them, but I don’t understand why they call me a bug, when I’m a Labrador. Humans! So, I’m signing off until our next chat. Goodbye!

XOXO

Olive

May 17, 2026

Wow! What an amazing beautiful, sunny weekend. My foster Dad got up in the middle of the night this weekend to let me go “do my business”, and with my UTI, I really have to go out a lot. He even got up extra early on Saturday morning, just to let me, Mac, & Meghan out again. Foster Dad says “ to avoid any accidents”, which is weird, because I don’t even have a license, let alone a car to drive. Although I do love a good car ride: wind in my face and dog hair for everyone! Truly a win-win scenario. Foster mom got up at 7:00 AM for some outside time today and our breakfasts. Then all of us went back to our doggie beds upstairs for some more zzzzzzzs.

Given the severity of my UTI I’ve had a few accidents, which is not surprising. My foster parents are really forgiving. They pat my head and tell me it’s okay. They reassure me I’ll feel better soon. Foster mom told me that’s why they have hardwood floors with washable area rugs. She said that word again that accidents happen with a UTI.

This weekend’s mornings got even better with great breakfasts with my family. Foster mom made some yummy smelling breakfast for the who-mans yesterday. I think she said pancakes and chicken sausage. Whatever it was, I would have eaten it if it dropped on the floor. That’s the least I could do to help clean up.

After that, it was so nice we spent most of the days outside. My foster Mom calls me “a shadow. when I’m around foster Dad. I’m not sure what that means, but I do like to follow them around, sit down in the grass, and watch them as they go about their daily chores and activities. I also got to play a game of chase with my foster brother, Mac, who is faster than me, although I did surprise him on the tight corners since I’m so short and have a great center of gravity!

On Saturday I got to sit in the shade of the house and watch my foster Dad prep the raised-bed garden with vegetables for the summer. I got to run through the big backyard, playfully chasing some birds and looking at them when they sat on the fence chirping & singing. We had another late dinner with something called “fresh pet” which I really enjoyed, but I now am using a special food bowl to slow down and learn my dinner manners.

I’m learning, but I’m older and fairly set in my ways. I’m trying to learn be patient with foster Dad when he makes me wait for my dinner. I get so excited when they prep dinner I jump in the air on my hind legs to get a look at what’s for dinner. My foster siblings just look on.

Patrick and his girlfriend, Jackie, stopped by. I hadn’t met her before. My Lab friends and I loved getting pets from her. She’s really nice. They think I’m a mini version of Meghan. I don’t know what they’re talking about. I’m exactly the same size as Meg and Mac.

Everyone can’t get over how much energy and my level of fitness I have for being 7. I enjoyed playing, but took water breaks and some lounge time in the pavilion.

Later I heard this bubbly sound where foster mom disappeared into. I peaked over to see her sitting in water. I wish I could have jumped in!

After all this weekend’s outdoor play, I’ll be taking a pre-bedtime nap soon on the covered couch or the padded carpet with my foster family. Then bedtime on my plush doggy bed. I’m already looking forward to dreaming about big dog bones to chew on!

Until next time…Paws and Licks,

XOXO

Olive

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