…Julia and I were driving with our ex and saw a lady on the side of the road with puppies.
Basset hound puppies.
We didn’t need puppies.
We came home with a brother and a sister. Goober and Sadie. Eighteen months later to the day, we lost the Goob to a heart condition that the vet said puppies don’t survive to 18 months with, but J and I both know in our souls the Goober needed to find his sister a home. We’re basset girls, down the bones, and we love our insane barking girl with all our hearts.
Sadie (and her best friend and brother Sonny) are high desert dogs now, and we sometimes see the Ghost Goob running down the hall, trying to tempt them to play.
Keeping guard over her brother.
Pretty in Pink!
Close up of the Sadie. :D
Shadow exploring the new boy.
"I hate costumes."
Sadie’s first day home, hiding.
Goober with his Julia
This one is Sadie greeting her new puppy, Sonny
Our Sadie Girl as a Young Lady
Sadie and Sonny today