Today would have marked Molly’s thirteenth birthday. Sadly, our beautiful basset hound is no longer with us and whilst we are left with a life time of memories, I cannot help but to miss our Mo all the extra today.
This time thirteen years ago, we had just started looking into the idea of getting a puppy. Little did we know what we were about to let ourselves in for! Molly was the most amazing dog you could ever meet, she was however a whirlwind of chaos that kept us constantly on our toes.
Those twelve and half years flew by in the blink of an eye.…
This is one of the hardest blog posts I have ever had to write, it’s certainly not one that I wish to ever write again but given that I allow pets into my life I’m fairly sure that I will encounter this heartbreak all over again in however many years.
My family, friends and those of you that follow me on Facebook are probably already aware that on Wednesday we lost a much-loved member of our family. Molly, our beautiful basset hound grew her angel wings and made her way to the ‘farm in the sky’ to peacefully play with her friends from the past.…
Basset hounds are quite frankly the weirdest breed of dog you will ever come across in terms of behaviour. There is something so strangely human about these dogs, Maisy and Molly certainly keep us on our toes whilst splitting our sides with laughter.
Here is a snap which I took earlier this week of our beautiful basset Maisy demanding the dishes prior to them being washed. We refer to both Molly and Maisy as ‘pre-wash’ for this very reason but never before have I seen a dog actually sit on the dishwasher door.
Here’s hoping that Maisy grows out of this habit as whilst she may be a puppy, she ain’t all that small these days and if she continues to put her weight on the dishwasher door then I’m not so sure we will have a dishwasher left for her to lounge upon!…
Today marked our beautiful basset hound Maisy’s first official day of freedom, following having her final injections earlier this week. To celebrate we took Maisy out to the in-laws for a Sunday roast and a run around the garden. The weather was incredible, as is my sun burn this evening!
Maisy had oodles of fun running around the garden, soaking up the sunshine and foraging through the flowers. I tried to take as many pictures as possible but with it being her first time out and about she couldn’t seem to sit still. Most of my snaps turned out either blurry or to be missing half a dog, never the less I somehow managed to snap this shot using the cluster function on my phone.…
Earlier this week we extended our household by adding a further four paws to the pack. Maisy is an eight week old red and white basset whose quite simply the perfect puppy I’ve ever seen. Don’t get me wrong, Molly (our twelve and half-year old basset hound) was and still is super cute but there’s something about Maisy which just melts my heart.
The children seem to adore Maisy, they love to snuggle, cuddle, pat and to play with her. J has shown an incredible amount of responsibility, he has impressed me no end with all the help and support that he has given both Paul and I whilst we’ve been finding out feet with ‘double trouble’.…