Louise My little sweetheart is a sister to Thelma. Louise is the stocky one, she has the characteristics of a Lhaso Aposo, she takes running leaps at the bed and couch, loves to get up in your face and snuggle, especially when Gatsby is in my lap. When Louise is taken for a walk, she has one goal in mind, straight forward, we don't stop for anything, go to the bathroom, or sniff things, she just barrels forward.

I think the first and only thing she ever learned was to sit up and beg. Whenever I have anything (anything!) in my hand to eat, she assumes the position. Her and Thelma are of one mind. Where one goes the other follows. Whenever one sits in your lap and gets petted, they jump down and smell and check each other out. They are a pain, but they are cute.