Today, me and Lola met up briefly with Kelly at the train station (I was getting her xbox, since mine decided to die a couple of days ago). Lola got out of the car at the station and, after cautiously sniffing her, began wagging her tail. She wasn't doing her full body, can-barely-move wiggle, or yapping and squealing, but she seemed pleased to see her. That was pretty nice.
Yesterday, too, I went up town with Lola, with her dinner. She wasn't too hungry because someone had been spoiling her while I was at university, so she probably ate about fifteen or so pieces of kibble - she usually would have four or five times that many! Despite that, she was keen and focused on me, and although we passed some weird things (mostly kids, and a variety of people in the oncoming dimness/darkness) she was very good and quiet. She's a good dog--sometimes!