The kids adore their pooch, they would happily spend all day and all night playing with their beloved basset hound. Likewise, Maisy loves nothing more than being by the kids side, whether that be snoozing on the sofa, lazing in the living room or whilst dashing across the dunes.
J & E will often argue over who gets to hold Maisy’s lead, it’s such a sweet thing to squabble over as Maisy couldn’t care less – so long as she’s by their side she’s a happy hound!
With winter waning and the weather becoming a little warmer, beach walks are back on the agenda.…
One year to this day our beautiful basset-hound Maisy was born. Whilst it was a further eight weeks until Maisy came to live with us, I still clearly remember receiving the text to let us know that our puppy had been born.
Paul and I were visiting our tazzy pals at their house, where we shared a variety of amazing curries whilst having a barrel of laughs as we played games, shared stories and emptied many bottles of wine. The text came shortly after we sat ourselves at the table, I was barely able to contain myself as I learnt that our puppy had arrived, Paul and I knew exactly what we were signing ourselves up for and we couldn’t wait!…
If I should ever wonder where either of my children may be, I will usually find them wherever the dog happens to reside. The pooch adores the pair of them and would follow them to the moon and back if she could.
Sitting on the sofa is no longer an individual activity, Maisy will insist upon sitting either between or on people, she is either lacking the intelligence to understand the concept of personal space or simply cannot cope without being close to us.
The kids adore the dog, I on the other hand am not quite as impressed today. Our beautiful basset decided to jump at the table, knocking my coffee all over the floor.…
We haven’t been out much given that the weather has been so vile of late, that and I’ve spent the past fortnight suffering with sinusitis so severe that I felt much-like I’d taken a hit from a frying pan to the face. I have therefore opted to share a rather sweet shot taken earlier this week, a photo of our beautiful basset hound Maisy sat by the Christmas tree, her first Christmas tree to be precise.
This you see will be Maisy’s first Christmas, she’s only ten months old and whilst we are quite accustomed to decorating the house with baubles, tinsels and all kinds of glittery and glamorous Christmas delights, our dog isn’t entirely sure what it’s all about.…
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.…