Two weekends ago Harley met her sister at the dog park. Well, we say "met" but technically they've known each other from birth. Harley hadn't seen Maisey since they were 8 weeks old (we got Harley as a rescue puppy from Belly Rubs Basset Rescue) and Maisey lives just a few blocks away so it was about time we got them together.
The park down the street from us just opened a public dog park called Overton Bark. Our usual dog park has no shade, no grass, and lots of fleas. This dog park was really like movin' on up - it even had a doggie water fountain.
So here we were for the big meet up. Harley was so excited to meet Maisey. The last time they were together they looked like this:
Here's Harley (on the right) with Maisey (center) and another sister Sweet Caroline (left):
Maisey's mom actually drove Harley home from Knoxville and here is the last picture until now I have of the two of them:
And of course, just for fun here's Harley meeting the boys. Isn't she SO SMALL!?
So here we were, almost exactly a year after their last picture together. Harley bounded forward to meet Maisey. Maisey, on the other hand, was a little more hesitant.
They sat around chatting for a bit like two old pals:
Before Harley abandoned us all in favor of the big dogs. Maisey preferred to stay by her mom's feet.
But after playing for a while, Harley did come back. Exhausted and slobbery.
It is funny how different Maisey and Harley were. From the same litter of 9 pups, Maisey looks just like her dad and Harley like her mom. Harley is ridiculous, outgoing, and had no manners. Maisey was prim, proper, and reserved. I guess I picked the right pup for me! She's a mess but she's my mess.
We had a great sister visit and made promises to do it again (actually - we're going this weekend with lots of the Memphis basset people!). Everyone needs family in their life, right?
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